Page 7 of Love Letters from a Libra
Please tell me you’re done working on those horoscopes.
Me:
Yes, at the cafe. With someone. Talk later.
The response was immediate.
Rell:
What!
Toni:
Is he fine??
Heat crept up my neck. I shoved the phone back inside my purse.
“Everything okay?” Jules asked.
“Yeah.”
He nodded, not pushing for details.
“Your Opal, is it a family heirloom?” he asked, nodding toward my hand.
I glanced down at my ring, which I’d unconsciously twisted. “Yeah, my grandmother’s. You pay attention to details, but it’s actually a moonstone.”
“It suits you.”
I smiled. “Let me guess. You think I’m moody and unpredictable?” I challenged, half-joking.
He shrugged and licked his full lips. “I’d say because, as an astrologer, you move with the seasons. You’re not afraid to shift, unlike most people who hate change. You pay attention to the in-between and allow yourself to feel things,” he replied.
“Not you reading me the way I do my customers.” I chuckled slightly. He made me feel exposed, not in an uncomfortable way but intimate.
He sipped his tea, eyes on mine.
“Do you allow yourself to feel?” I asked.
“I’m learning.”
His statement was heavy with implications. I wanted to ask what he meant by ‘I’m learning,’ but something in his posture suggested that I shouldn’t push.
Instead, I asked, “What made you share a table with me? You could’ve taken your tea to go.”
“I could have, but I wanted to talk to you,” Jules admitted.
“Why?” I asked, but it came out more direct than I intended.
“You’re interesting. You write about cosmic connection but look surprised when you actually experience it.” Jules’s gaze was unapologetic.
“Wow, so you’re going to use my words against me.” I laughed.
“You’re the astrologer. What did your stars say about a chance meeting?” His voice was playful but challenging.
I opened my mouth to give him my standard line about divine timing and synchronicity, but instead I said, “The stars don’t always tell the whole story.”
Jules smiled and glanced at his watch. “I should get going. I have an appointment.”
