I really liked Kirsten. Yes I knew that she was married and I respected that. I kept my distance.
One day as I was walking up and down the rows of cubicles I noticed that she was crying.
"Kirsten are you alright?" I cautiously asked her.
She wiped her eyes and laughed at herself saying, "Yes I'm sorry I'm just being silly."
"No, you aren't being silly. Why don't you join me at Starbucks during lunch break and you can talk to me about it."
I could see the hesitation in her face. Why did I ask her out! She was married for goodness sake!
"That was stupid of me. I'm sorry, I know you're married and-"
"It's fine" she interrupted, "I would love to join you. But just as work partners right?"
"I was thinking we could be more than work partners. Maybe friends!" I said the word "friends" sarcastically.
"Ooh scandalous." She replied equally as sarcastic which made me laugh.
"So it's a yes?"
"Yes" she grinned.
As the clock stroke 12:45 I was up and ready before anyone else. I started walking up the isle towards Kirsten's cubicle. She was packing her paperwork back into her giant binder.
"Hey, need a hand?"
"No, I got it but thanks."
"Okay are you ready?"
"Yup" she smiled at me. Kirsten had the most beautiful smile. I had only seen it once before and that was in the picture of her and her husband on their wedding day on her desk.
We walked together, but not too close. As we neared to entrance I ran ahead of her and opened the door.
"Aw such a gentleman. Thank you" she said.
"You're welcome. It would be a shame not to open the door for beautiful women like you." I grinned and then mentally face palmed myself.
"You always know what to say. You are so sweet."
We chatted as we stood in the long line, moving up a step every two minutes.
"Hey why don't you go find us a spot while I order for us?" I asked her.
"Good idea." She walked outside and sat down on a bench.
I watched her as she pulled out her phone and started looking through her pictures. I could tell because she was making that scrolling motion with her fingers.
"One caramel frappechino and one pumpkin spice latte please" I told the girl at the counter. She wrote down the order on the cups and asked for my name.
"Okay that will be ready for you soon."
"Thank you." I walked outside to find Kirsten with tears streaming down her face.
"Kirsten! What's wrong!?"
"I guess it's time you knew. Well my husband is in the army and we used to write to each other every week. But lately I haven't been getting any letters from him. I feel abandoned and like he doesn't love me anymore.
I'm also pregnant. I just don't know what to do anymore." She said all of this in one long breath.
I didn't know what to say. I had known that she was pregnant but I didn't know all that other stuff about her.
I took both of her hands in mine, looked her straight in the eyes and whispered, "I will never leave you Kirsten. Never."
She smiled through her tears and whispered, "Thank you Caleb."
Every day after that we would walk to Starbucks during our lunch break an talk. I would make her laugh as much as I could because she had the most beautiful laugh I had ever heard.
I think I love her.