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Stephen lifted his coffee to go and turned to leave, bumping into a couple of women entering the café. They exchanged mutual apologies then he realised he knew one of them at the same time she recognised him.
*quot;Hi Sadie!*quot; Stephen said with a warm smile.
*quot;Awk Steve!*quot; Sadie replied, matching his smile. *quot;Long time no see! How are you?*quot; she asked, patting his upper left arm.
Stephen nodded. *quot;Yes, good. All good. What about you?*quot; he asked, feeling strangely giddy.
They moved out of the doorway to let other customers pass by as they continued chatting.
*quot;Yeah, I'm good.*quot; she said.
*quot;You're looking well.*quot; he said with a smile, conspicuously looking at her empty ring finger.
Sadie followed his eyes and raised her eyebrows, unable to keep a nervous giggle from escaping her mouth. *quot;Yeah, so are you.*quot; she said with a fondness. *quot;I'm loving the beard!*quot; she smiled. Stephen rubbed his beard quickly with his hand and raised his eyebrows. They gazed at each other and maintained eye contact. There was so much unspoken. Sadie decided to shoot her shot. *quot;Would you like my number?*quot; she asked, trembling inside at feeling so vulnerable.
Stephen was momentarily taken aback at her forwardness. He sighed a laugh and looked down, rubbing his cheek with his hand before looking back up at her. *quot;That'd be good. Maybe I could take you out for a bite to eat?*quot; he said, trying to sound relaxed and appear more confident as he lifted his head up straighter and took his phone from his pocket.
*quot;That'd be good.*quot; Sadie said with a warm smile. They exchanged numbers and hugged comfortably before Stephen left.
On Saturday night, Stephen arrived at Sadie's house to pick her up for dinner. He wore a neat white shirt with a banded collar, grey jeans and Toms. He smoothed his neatly trimmed beard as he stood nervously on the doorstep but as soon as she opened the door, he felt calm and relaxed. They smiled at each other.
*quot;Good evening Stephen!*quot; Sadie said in a warm, calm voice, stepping out of the house.
*quot;Good evening, Sadie.*quot; Stephen matched her tone. They hugged tightly. *quot;You look amazing.*quot; he smiled.
*quot;Thanks!*quot; she replied, looking down at her black and white print silk tunic, black embossed skinny jeans and black boots. *quot;So do you.*quot; she said.
*quot;Your carriage awaits.*quot; Stephen smirked as he held his arm out towards the car. Sadie giggled.
Sadie looked at him while they walked out the gate to the car. Stephen opened the passenger door and held it for her. She raised her eyebrows and gave an impressed nod. Stephen gave a confident nod and smile as she got into the passenger seat.
Sadie had let Stephen pick the restaurant since he was a chef, and she was delighted that he had chosen a local favourite that overlooked the sea and had a laid back atmosphere and great food. They made general conversation while they settled quickly and comfortably into each other's company.
When their food arrived Stephen noticed Sadie run her phone over the top of her arm and then hesitate before taking a black pouch out of her handbag. *quot;Are you ok with blood?*quot; she asked. *quot;Cos if you're not then just look away for a moment.*quot; she said with a nervous laugh. Stephen frowned slightly, he wasn't sure what was happening. *quot;I need to check my blood sugar and take insulin before I can eat.*quot; Sadie clarified.
Stephen shook his head and gestured he wasn't bothered about it. *quot;Have you always...no...you weren't always diabetic, were you?*quot; he asked, trying to think back to their school days. He watched her prick her finger with a pen that made a sharp click sound and then she placed a drop of blood onto the little stick poking out of a device in the pouch.
Sadie shook her head. *quot;No, only since I was 25.*quot; she said, gently sucking the drop of blood from her fingertip
*quot;Sorry I just need to work out the carbohydrate content of my meal...*quot; she said distracted as she counted on her fingers and concentrated on working out the figures.
Stephen shook his head. *quot;No, don't apologise. Take your time.*quot; he said, sitting casually with his hands resting on the table.
Then Sadie took another device out of her pocket. *quot;This is my insulin pump, I just need to tell it how much insulin to give me and then I'm all yours.*quot; she said as she pushed the buttons quickly. The device beeped and she put it back in her pocket. Then she opened a small bottle and took a red capsule and swallowed it. *quot;Thanks for waiting.*quot; she gestured, smiling and nodding at him. He waved his hand dismissively indicating it wasn't a problem and they started eating. *quot;I'm glad you chose this place!*quot; she said with a genuine smile.
*quot;Yeah? Do you like it here?*quot; he asked, smiling at her. She nodded and hummed in agreement. *quot;It's an all-rounder, isn't it? Great food, great atmosphere, lovely venue, great views. They usually have a guy singing and playing the guitar but maybe it's too early yet.*quot; he said. She looked set her watched then nodded while she chewed her food.
*quot;Did you ever work here?*quot; she asked.
Stephen shook his head as Örnekköy Escort he sipped his drink. *quot;Where are you cheffing now?*quot; she asked.
*quot;Nowhere... I've got my own business.*quot; he said.
*quot;Very good! A restaurant or catering?*quot; she asked, raising her eyebrows.
*quot;No, I'm not working as a chef anymore. It's a sports therapy and massage business I started 2 years ago.*quot; he said, looking intently at her to measure her response.
Sadie raised her eyebrows and smiled widely. *quot;That's brilliant! Good for you. How is it going?*quot; she asked in an encouraging tone, returning his gaze.

*quot;Yeah, great actually. I was a bit unsure at the start. I started running about 10 years ago and met people through that who were in to Sports and Fitness Nutrition - personal trainers and that sort of thing.*quot; he said. Sadie hummed in agreement. *quot;I went back to study Sports Therapy