W is for Wash

Welcome to the A to Z Challenge! I am excited to share with you some meet cutes (and maybe some sexy scenes) throughout the month of April! Richard is going to be chiming in with a few of his characters from his Hallmark story, too! Here is the next installment, but stay tuned every day (except Sundays) this month for a short scene! Like and comment, and maybe I’ll continue the more popular stories in May!

– Jayden


Doing the wash is the chore I absolutely hate the most. Probably that’s because when I was married, I just did a load of laundry most nights in the laundry room that was adjacent to our bedroom. But now I’m divorced and live in a small apartment with no laundry in my unit and the laundry room in the basement of the building tends to eat quarters. (Yes, you have put in actual quarters. There’s no card swipe. And no, they don’t have a change machine. It’s obnoxious, really.)

So that’s how I found myself at the laundromat on a Saturday with enough clothes to fill four of the big washers. (I can also now tell you that I have enough underwear to get me through an entire month.)

I lug in my multiple bags of laundry and get everything started before sitting down with a book. I could probably go for a walk or something, but I just want to sit and read. Unfortunately, there’s a guy there who is going to make it difficult. I can tell already. He’s not a bad person, just a chatty person. I don’t want to put on headphones because the music would distract me, but I don’t know how else to politely let him know that I don’t want to start a conversation. It’s not him, honest. I just don’t want to talk to anyone right now.

I take a deep breath and listen as he chats away with someone who’s getting their laundry out of the dryer. I know that my reprieve of his chattiness is waning. The person he’s talking to leaves with a wave, and now we’re the only two people in the place.

He walks toward me, and I steel myself. I know it’s coming.

“Hey there,” he says.

I look up at him from my book.

“Oh, sorry. I didn’t see that you were reading. I hope you enjoy your book.”

And with that, he walks away down the row to an empty set of chairs and sits down.

I was not expecting that. Now I want to talk to him.


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