I resumed to head to the baking section to find flour for Louisa. No doubt she was planning pies or more sweets. I had no idea how she managed it! I barely managed to make a peanut butter sandwich and get out to work!

"Flour, flour....whole grain, whole grain", I muttered browsing over the options with my finger to find what I needed.

"Kathy", said a voice as I picked up the small package.

I turned to see Officer Chad walking forward twirling his keys on his finger playfully. He was smiling and he shook his head seeing the cart. It was pretty full. Filled with fruits, vegetables, dairy,meats, and other goodies.

"They really did call you", I said groaning.

He laughed, "Either you aren't happy to see me....or you just didn't believe them", he said.

"What?! No! No, no, no! I didn't mean it like that!", I said getting flustered.

"I know, but you did have me worried there for a moment", he said.

"Gee....thanks for the faith", I huffed.

He scratched his head thinking, "Well.....you didn't call today....and when I called you, you didn't pick up", he confessed.

"I didn't get your call....plus I don't remember giving you my number either way", I replied. Was I really becoming so forgetful?

"No,no, Louisa and Cassidy insisted on giving it to me. I must've put it in wrong", he said scrolling through his phone.

I looked at it as he showed me the contact with my name on it. I pointed, "That eight is supposed to be a three", I said.

"Oh!No wonder...." he said a bit surprised and tried to corrected it."I hate this thing", he muttered under his breath.

I laughed, "Not one for technology?", I asked.

He smiled, "I prefer something simple. This thing with all it's functions. Plus my large fingers, makes it hard to type on this",he replied.

"Quit using your pointer finger", I said.

"How else are you supposed to do it?", asked Officer Chad.

"Come on give it to a girl", I said wagging my fingers for it.

"No", he objected.

I rolled my eyes, "I won't read anything! You don't even have a twitter!", I said.

"How would you know?", he tested smirking and kept his cell out of reach taunting me knowing he was taller than me. I wasn't short. I was five foot eight. That's pretty average. I think.

"Because I have a twitter and I wasn't able to find you....---" Crap!That sounded so stupid!

"What were you trying to find me on twitter for?", he asked smiling.

"Nothing",I replied defensively crossing my arms and clicked my tongue against my gum.

He knew that wasn't true. "Tell me and you can see my phone", he replied.

I laughed, "Sorry pal, that's an iphone. I've got one of my own. But you can keep struggling with the messed up phone number there if you want", I said.

"What if I leave you?", he pressed.

I leaned forward on my toes smirking.

"I'm from Europe, I can W-A-L-K", I said back.

He looked at me, "Seriously?", he asked.

I nodded, "Yup", I replied going back on my heels.

He groaned, "Alright, you win this time, fix it please?", he asked politely extending the phone.

I titled my head pretending to think, "Because you said please", I replied as his face almost started to pale at my pause and body signals.

I took his phone punching in the correction with my thumb and handed it back to him. It was then I noticed he had turned the cart around to push it. I frowned,.

"No,no, I'm shopping not-"

"Get over it Klein, I'm helping. Plus I have the car", he said jingling his keys smiling. He snatched the list from my hand.

"Hey!",I called as he walked away.

"Come on Klein or I'll buy this stuff for you!", he called back.

He wasn't serious!? No! I'm buying my own load!