March
Locum Vicar
Justyna Krajewska was on the early ferry from Pipershaven after having spent
two days in Pepperstock Green where she was interviewed for a job she had not
applied for, and didn’t even know she was interested in, but she was returning
to Spaniards Creek having accepted the position of Spiritual Head of the St
Adelaide’s Reflection and Healing Retreat and her head was spinning as a result
and she regaled a fellow passenger on the ferry with the story, Meteorologist,
Jeannette Kenny.
The two women
got on very well and enjoyed their conversation and the journey passed very
quickly.
They both
disembarked at Cabot Town and after a brief chat parted company, Jeanette
walked off in the direction of the Meteorological Station while Justyna boarded
the Ocean Breeze Water Taxi which would take her to Spaniards Creek.
Jeanette worked
at the Meteorological Station and was returning to St Giles after attending a
family wedding.
She loved her
job and had worked hard to build the Stations reputation, but it came at a cost
to her personal life, and now she had made a success of it she really wanted
someone in her life to share in that success, someone she could talk to about
the highs and lows of her day.
But such
happiness had eluded Jeanette, partly because of the long hours she worked and
in part because she didn’t meet many suitable candidates, but the main reason
was because she had lost her Mojo.
She knew that
to be a fact, because when she did find someone who ticked all her boxes, he
was unresponsive, she flirted with him, using the full arsenal at her disposal,
flicking the hair, inclining her head when they spoke, coyly biting her lip and
giggling, and she drew a complete blank, it was like she was casting pearls
before swine.
The object of
her flirtations was Matt Sherman a local lobster
fisherman who worked off broad beach
sands and they would either meet on the beach or the cliff path or sometimes he
would pop into the center and have a coffee with her.
Matt was from Wales originally and moved to
the island with his younger sister Jenny, and they lived together in a cottage
on the island.
As his parents had charged him with looking
after her, so he was a bit of a mother hen to her, and after 10 years he still
felt responsible for her and that was why he had been ignoring Jeanette Kenny’s
rather obvious flirtatious advances, not because he wasn’t attracted to her.
But Jenny had given him a severe talking
to, telling him he should stop worrying about her and live his life, so he was free to go in search of love.
But having made
the decision that it was time for him to find his own love he wasn’t entirely
sure how to achieve it, after all he had brushed off all her flirtations in the
past and he was concerned that now that he was ready her feelings may have
cooled.
So, he decided
on an all-out assault, a new shirt, a haircut and shave, and a liberal
application of his most expensive aftershave.
He knew from
past encounters that his best chance of getting her to himself was between 3
and 5 and as he had decided not to work that day he was on schedule to meet
that window, but as he was walking over there he suddenly realized he didn’t
have the first idea what to say, he was a bit out of practice and on all his
previous visits he had been on the defensive, and she was flirting with him,
and that was fine because he was well versed at that, but now he had to take
the initiative and that he was not used to, and by the time he walked up
outside the Station he was in a mild panic and it took him a few minutes pacing
up and down outside to calm himself down.
After suffering
a crisis of confidence after his last visit, Jeanette was determined this time
to go all in and if he rebuffed her she would at least know once and for all
that it was not meant to be.
Jeanette was
sitting at her desk when she saw him walking towards the station she braced
herself for action, and then he didn’t appear, and as the minutes passed her
confidence began to ebb away and this threw her into a blind panic, but when
Matt finally appeared at the door she took a deep breath, her friends knew that
she liked him but what they didn’t know was that she had been in love with him
for several months, so him standing at the door and her in a “make or break”
frame of mind was a big deal.
“Hello Matt”
She said as she opened the door.
“Hi Jeanette”
As he passed
her, and she closed the door, she got the full effect of his aftershave, and
she tingled all over then she saw the new shirt and his hair.
Matt walked
slowly towards her desk, still unsure how to ask her out, then he stopped and
turned to face her, and in the instant he opened his mouth to speak, she kissed
him, and he forgot what he was going to say.
The second she
seized the moment and her lips touched his, she had an instant of self-doubt
that she might have gone too far but it soon melted away as he returned her
kiss with equal intensity.
“Sorry about
that” she said, “But you are wearing a new shirt, and you smelt so good, so I
had to kiss you.”
“I can’t argue
with that logic” he said, “but is it just the one kiss?”
“Oh no it’s
unlimited” she retorted.
“That’s good to
know” Matt said and kissed her.
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