Blossoming Romance. Chapter 3
Mojo looked every bit as distressed as she felt and sounded.
‘I don’t think you understand Fez,’ she put forth with emotion,’ she is perfect, I simply have to get her!’
She had ran to Fez’s work as soon as the date was over and commenced on pouring her heart out.
‘How come this is the first I am hearing about this supernatural individual?,’ Fez retaliated in an accusatory tone.
‘I just didn’t want to make a big deal of it in case she wasn’t my type, there’s just been so many… but that is neither here nor there, help me, what do I do!?’
‘Have you two talked since you met?’ Fez tried to make sense of it.
‘Yes, we haven’t stopped chatting since then. But it could be because she feels sorry for me,’ she dramatically rested her head in her palms and breathed deeply.
Something that was so unlike the cool and always collected Mojo, Fez knew.
‘There is something about her Fez, she is simply perfect.’
‘Yes, you said that before,’ Fez said sarcastically and Mojo gave her a killer eye.
‘What about her drew you so strongly?’
‘Could have been everything and nothing really, I think it’s simply connection, chemistry, that typa crazy stuff. Could have also be because she is gorgeous and has the most incredible laugh, or maybe it’s because she is extremely smart – you know I can’t resist those…’
‘Hmmm and it’s pretty clear you can’t resist HER.’ Fez stated obviously.
‘Duh!’ was all Mojo said in answer.
‘When are you seeing her again?’
‘Next week,’ Mojo said with impatience, ‘it seems too far, I’m thinking that I should make Sunday possible, although duty calls. I can make it happen with a little arm twisting here and there’.
Sunday did happen.