The Heat Is On
Katy was cold. The heating in her flat had stopped working. She had her coat on, trying to keep warm. Where was that heating engineer? He should have turned up ages ago. She'd had enough of waiting. She thought there was only one thing for it - to go to her mum's. So she left a note on the door, telling the engineer that she had got fed up of waiting.
When Katy got to her mum's, she couldn't get an answer after ringing the doorbell. Where was she? She was usually in at this time of day. She then decided to go to the nearest cafe to get something to drink so as she could get warm. After leaving the cafe she made her way home. When she got there, she saw the heatinig engineer sitting in his van. He looked as though he hadn't a care in the world.
'Decided to turn up, have we?' she said to him after he had got out of the van.
'Sorry, love, I got called out on an emergency.'
'So this isn't an emergency? I've been freezing to death all morning.'
'Don't worry,' he said to her. 'I'll soon get the heating back on for you.'
He seemed to take ages sorting the heating out. She was getting annoyed. She couldn't be bothered to ask him if he wanted anything to drink. She didn't really care. All she wanted was her heating back on. She was dying for a bath. She just sat watching the telly, hoping he wasn't going to be much longer. Then, just has she was beginning to give up hope, he came into the room where she was sitting.
'I've got it working, love,' he said to her, 'but there's a new part it will need. I don't have one with me, so I'll bring it round tomorrow, if that's OK?'
'It'll have to be, won't it?' she replied in a temper.
After showing him to the door, she hurried to the bathroom. She couldn't wait to get into the bath.
While soaking away in the bath she started to feel guilty. She'd been so horrible to him. He was really good looking. And probably not single. If he was, he wasn't going to show much interest in her. Not after the way she had treated him.
Next day, she waited in for him to arrive. This time he was early.
'Are you all right, love?' he asked her with a smile. 'I've got the part you need. I'll soon have it fitted. Put the kettle on. I could do with a drink,'
Katy reckoned he had a cheek asking her to put the kettle on, but she thought that he deserved a drink.
'Here you are. I've made you a mug of coffee. I hope you don't take sugar? I haven't got any.'
'It's all right. I can drink it without.'
'It's a good job you can,' she said handing him the mug. 'Oh, by the way, I'm sorry the way I treated you yesterday.'
'It's OK. It's all forgotten about.'
After he finished adding the new part to the boiler, he spent ages chatting with her. She felt like asking him if he was single but she didn't have the nerve to.
Next day, on her way to her mum's, she couldn't stop thinking about the heating engineer. She told her mum all about him.
After leaving her mum's, she started to make her way home. On the way she met Claire, one of her neighbours.
'Hi, Claire, you OK?'
'Yeah, I'm fine. Hey, there's a man trying to get access to your flat. I saw him pressing your buzzer outside. He isn't half good looking.'
Katy didn't stop to talk to Claire for much longer. She carried on towards home as quick as she could. But there was no way it was going to be the heating engineer. What possible reason would he have to call? Knowing her luck, it was probably someone pressing the wrong buzzer.
'You all right?' A voice said to her as she got close the flat?'
'Yeah, I'm fine. You didn't forget anything, did you?'
'Yes, I did.'
'What did you forget?'
' I didn't actually forget anything, It's just that there's something I need to know.'
'And what's that?'
'Are you busy tonight?'
'Not especially. Why?'
'Fancy coming out with us, then?'
'Yeah, OK.' she answered in a cool manner.
Katy felt so happy on her way up to her flat. Boy,was she glad that the heating had stopped working. She wouldn't have known he ever existed otherwise.
