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 The Way We Were, Colton Spade
Catie Holmes
 Posted: Jun 13 2017, 12:54 PM
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It’s been said that if you love your job then you’ll never work a day in your life and that was a quote Catie was rather fond of because she did, in fact, love he job. Cooking was her skill and her passion and she had built quite a reputation for herself here at Ambrosia. Being the head chef was a lot of work and there had been some weeks where she hadn’t managed to have any days off due to the restaurant being busy and needing attention. For all intents and purposes Ambrosia was like her baby, she didn’t own it but she put everything into it and with only a few exceptions she would give up anything for it. Mainly all she gave up was her free time to help ensure that the kitchen was running smoothly and luckily, she had a few trusty employees who she could usually count on to help her out.

Having a second in command was essential to keeping her sanity but life was unpredictable and even the most reliable employees sometimes called out of work. Catie had been meant to have the day off but her sous-chef had an emergency come up and needed to come in later than scheduled which meant Catie was covering. She hadn’t had much notice about filling in but she’d still managed to put herself together in her typical fashion and since she wouldn’t be working a full shift her outfit wasn’t restricted to standard work attire. She managed to make it to the restaurant in time to meet the daily delivery of fresh ingredients. Once she’d ensured that the order was correct and complete she helped the other kitchen employees to get the items put away in their appropriate places and only once that was done did she make it to her office to look at the schedule.

Everything that needed to be handled was normal except for one item. She had a meeting to discuss a reservation for an anniversary party, which was usually something she left to the hostess to deal with but if the customer wanted a specific menu or directly requested to deal with a ‘manager’ it was given to her or the sous. This one hadn’t been left to her but she was going to have to deal with it now, no big deal she just wished there had been more information left than that is was for an anniversary party and contact info. The name caught her attention, well the last name had. Spade. She frowned at the note and pushed a lock of hair behind her ear. Fortunately, it wasn’t Colton Spade that she was sitting down with but she was sure if nothing else he’d be at this party but at least she’d have time to prepare herself for that.

When she was still new to Lochland Grove her and Colt had dated, actually they had spent two years together before he got into his accident. Before anyone starts judging her it’s not like she left him because of the accident or anything, how horrible would that have been! No, it was more complicated than that. The accident had been hard on their relationship and Colt had pushed her away despite her best efforts, she had gotten tired of fighting and decided they needed to take a break that ended up being more of a break up. That hadn’t been intended but it’s what happened and they hadn’t ever gotten to really talk about how everything went down with them. She forced a heavy breath and got up from the desk, grateful that she’d be sitting with one of Colt’s brothers and not her ex but still not excited about the meeting.

After telling the hostess to direct Mr. Spade into one of the partitioned dining rooms when he arrived she made herself comfortable at one of the tables. The room was sectioned off from the rest of the dining area so they would have privacy to discuss the event without trying to squeeze into her office. Her mind began to wonder back to her old relationship as she waited and, lost in thought, her fingers drummed rhythmically against the white table cloth.


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Ah shit.

That had been Colt's first thought when his oldest brother called him thirty minutes before his lunch break and asked him to handle the surprise anniversary plans for their parents at Ambrosia. It wasn't so much the getting asked to handle everything last minute that bothered Colt- he could handle that. But it was the prospect of coming across his ex when he least expected it that had caused him to almost decline. But this plan for the surprise for their parents had a limited window of opportunity. Ambrosia was always filling up with reservations and managing to get one in with enough time to allow a specialized menu took nothing less than fate. His brother had suggested, early on in the planning, that Colt be the one to go up to the restaurant and see if he couldn't use his connections to get the whole thing set up.

Obviously he'd refused, because he hadn't been sure he wanted to see Cat then, and he sure as hell wasn't sure he was ready now. But the scheduled meeting couldn't be missed and his brother had promised him that it had not been arranged with Catie, so his chances of seeing her were pretty slim considering how busy the woman always stayed while at the restaurant.

So fine, great, no big deal. He'd agreed and told his brother he wouldn't miss the meeting. So when he walked through the door of the partitioned dining area and his eyes landed on Cat, Colton had to force himself to take the next few steps into the room as the door was shut behind him by the waitress who had showed him to the meeting.

Was it too late to turn around?

Had he come too far into the room to avoid it looking like he'd walked in on accident?

It took him a few seconds to wipe the look of surprise off his face of seeing his ex at the table and not someone else.

Words. He knew he was supposed to say words at this point, but he could manage little more than his lips parted during his silent expression of surprise.

Finally it was like he remembered he could be seen and walked further into the room, "Rob couldn't make it." He considered sharing the reason why, then decided it ultimately didn't matter. Being face to face with Cat had brought back a flood of memories he'd shared with the woman, the last of them not being happy. Letting her go- making her go, had been one of the hardest things he had ever done. Colton was still convincing himself it had been the right move. A dick move, maybe, but the right one.



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Catie Holmes
 Posted: Jun 16 2017, 07:11 PM
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Work was one of her favorite things. Well, it was most of the time anyway. Cooking was her passion and the fact that she got paid to do that and do it her wayand be in charge of others on top of it made her employment with Ambrosia perfect. It had its moments, but what career didn’t, right? Down falls like the other night when one of the new guys lit a bunch of napkins of fire and everyone started panicking; ugh, yeah that had been an absolute mess. But she’d made it through that so a little meeting with a prospective customer couldn’t be so bad. Maybe Mr. Spade would even say how her delicious cooking had been the reason Ambrosia had been chosen, compliments were the icing on the cake.

She didn’t think she had been sitting there too long while she waited for everyone to arrive for the meeting, it helped that her mind was elsewhere. The sound of the door closing snapped her back into reality, the drumming of her fingers halting abruptly as her hand fell into her lap and her gaze shifted to the man who had just entered. “Mi sta prendendo in giro*” Her words came out in Italian, as they tended to when her emotions got the best of her. Standing there in the doorway was the very last person she had expected and she felt her heart sink a bit at the sight of him. “Rob couldn’t make it.” She heard him say but he sounded far away, surely a result of her surprise.

His words were enough to pull her from her stupor and she forced a smile, her professionalism retuning. “I hope everything is alright.” This was going to be harder than she thought. Biting nervously at the inside of her lip she tucked her platinum hair behind her ears and gestured to the seat opposite her at the small round table. “Um, have a seat… and we can get started.” Just stay focused and everything would be fine, that was what she kept trying remind herself. She’d brought a notepad with her to write down the specifics of the menu and head count and other things like that, the sheet of dull yellow paper was where her gaze stayed focused. Things with Colt hadn’t exactly been wrapped with a neat bow at the end, she’d coped well until now but she hadn’t been face to face with him since then either.


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Colton Spade
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The exclamation in Italian didn't go unnoticed. Lochland seemed to have a high number of citizens with roots somehow dipped in Italian heritage, Colt's mother being one of them. As such he had recognized it as Italian and while he was by no means fluent in the language had picked up enough to know she was just as surprised to see him as he had been her. "Mhm," He'd somewhat responded to her initial surprise but didn't address it further. He knew he shouldn't have expected anything less, and nothing more. Well, maybe if she'd gotten up and slapped him, but that was the extent of what he might have expected. “I hope everything is alright.” "Car troubles, I think he said." If it had been anything overly important Colton doubted he would be here instead of wherever else Rob was at the time. Emergencies were always going to take president over plans. When the thought crossed his mind it reminded him that Catie was still listed as one of his emergency contacts down at the station. He should probably get that changed. It'd been months and even as much as he had been putting it off, it was time to get it taken care of.

He took a seat, shifting his weight onto his left as what had become his norm since the accident. He had been sitting down for the better part of his day at work and it was only by the grace of the Advil gods that he was able to manage to sit still in his seat now. On the edge of her words Colton felt an awkward silence ready to linger, but cut it off himself as he crossed his arms low on his chest, "It's my parent's thirty fifth anniversary and everyone was wanting to do something special." It was best to just jump in and get this over with. He didn't want to admit it but he knew the longer he sat there the longer he was going to have to realize exactly how much he missed Catie being in his life. "This isn't a place they'd usually come, but I know mom's talked about it before." He only looked up when he thought Catie might be too busy writing, taking the opportunity to watch her. "Uhm...." His train of thought was starting to derail. This needed some rescue work, which came in the form of Colt plucking his phone from one of the pouches on his belt. "Where did you want to start? The menu? Or guest count?"

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Catie Holmes
 Posted: Jun 19 2017, 01:54 PM
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Since their unintentional break up Catie had done well at avoiding running into her ex, or maybe he had been good at avoiding her because lord knew he was the one who pushed her out to begin with. She wasn’t bitter about it, not anymore. Things between them had been good once and even if they hadn’t ended things on the best of terms she didn’t bear any ill will towards Colt. For a while after the accident had wedged them apart she blamed herself for not trying harder, but if he wanted her gone so badly there was no amount of insistence that would change his mind and she had learned that the hard way. Catie had tried to stick with him through, she’d known that what he was going through wasn’t anything she could imagine but she had wanted to be there for him. Things hadn’t worked out that way.

At any rate she had accepted the end of their time together and that was that, it was easier that way but it was easier to be okay with it when she wasn’t sitting across the table from the man. “Oh.” Was all she managed when Colt voiced his brother’s car trouble, it was better than something being wrong but it wasn’t exactly ‘good’ either. “It's my parent's thirty fifth anniversary and everyone was wanting to do something special.” Straight to business was probably the best approach. She nodded at the words and scribbled a note to herself. “This isn't a place they'd usually come, but I know mom's talked about it before.” No, she would have remembered if his mom had been in, and even when they had been dating his mom hadn’t frequented the restaurant. When his words faltered she glanced from the paper she hadn’t realized she’d been staring at. “Where did you want to start? The menu? Or guest count?” Right, work stuff.

“Guest count, from there we can determine what the best options are for the menu, what will be the most cost effective and if any special dishes need to be made for guests with allergies.” She scribbled a few things on the paper, tapping her pen against the pad idly between words. “Do you want to get a room?” She questioned, her gaze focused on the man for a moment before she realized the awkward phrasing of her question. “Or you can sit in the dining room but most people opt for the room, “ she paused to gesture to the partitioned area around them “you need a deposit for that but it guarantees privacy.” That was smooth, right?
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“Guest count, from there we can determine what the best options are for the menu, what will be the most cost effective and if any special dishes need to be made for guests with allergies.”


“Do you want to get a room?”



“Or you can sit in the dining room but most people opt for the room, “


Guest count. Guest count. He slowly shook his head as if the words had made entirely no sense to him as her question slipped out with wording that, if she hadn't recovered quickly, could have been pretty humorous. As it was it earned a sudden yet short lived boyish grin from Colton as he looked down again, scratching at his temple distractedly. Right, yeah, obviously she meant the arrangements. Still, he couldn't have possibly helped himself even if it hadn't Catie he was speaking to. Inwardly he was glad he hadn't let out a verbal laugh, at the very least.


“you need a deposit for that but it guarantees privacy.”


"Yea, that looks like what they were wanting." He lifted his phone and gave it a shake, "Rob's always on top of crap like this...Google Document shares and all that." "Pretty sure I can't mess this up."

"The arrangements." He clarified afterwards, knowing he didn't need to, but he still had. He looked mildly uncomfortable sitting there but it would be at Catie's digression to hazard a guess if it were because of her, his injury, or both. "Just them," He pipped up as he shifted once again, finally looking up to hold normal eye contact with his ex. "Make it a real private sort of thing. Romantic." He shook his left leg as he spoke, knocking knees lightly, "No allergies for either..." After trailing off he found himself considering Catie's choice of clothing. While it wasn't strictly work it was professional enough, but just relaxed enough that he guessed she hadn't actually been scheduled to come in that day.

Pink looked good on Catie. It suited her. It even went on to make him smile before, again shaking his leg, he looked down at his phone and drew a breath. Well he could just forget about how good she looked. That boat had sailed, and even though he still stubbornly stood by his reasoning for watching it go, he couldn't help but regret it at the same time.

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Catie Holmes
 Posted: Jul 3 2017, 08:48 PM
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Having been in Lochland for a decent chunk of years Catie had made herself rather comfortable in the small town. She was established here and she liked it. Of course, it helped that her family was so close and Frankie even lived in town too but the point was that she had a reputation here. Nothing crazy mind you, but she was a good chef and a decent person who enjoyed participating in local events. Even after all the time she’d been in Lochland there had only been one truly significant relationship and that had been with Colton. It made sense, really, because she wasn’t the kind of girl who would just hook up with anyone and her and Colt had dated for two years before the accident. She just hadn’t met anyone else that had the same chemistry she’d had with him and that was fine.

Well, it was usually fine. Now that he was sitting here in front of her it felt weird, like they weren’t a couple anymore and maybe he was even dating someone else, she didn’t know, but seeing him did strike a chord within her and she felt herself missing the good times that they had together. Not to say that she hadn’t missed those times before too, but she couldn’t ignore it with him right there. Her awkwardly phrased question wasn’t helping either, except that it allowed her to catch a glimpse of his grin even if he’d tried to hide it by looking at the table. Her attention had flitted between the legal pad beneath her pen and the man opposite her, though it was more commonly on the latter.

Once upon a time they had been great together, and part of her wanted to slip right back into that old comfort but the other part kept echoing that he hadn’t wanted her there; that he had been the one who had pushed her away until she finally gave up trying to get close. Hmm, she hadn’t allowed her mind to wander into thoughts of her and Colt for some time now and it was probably better that she not indulge in it now either and, fortunately, he spoke again and pulled her attention back to the present.

“Yea, that looks like what they were wanting. Rob's always on top of crap like this...Google Document shares and all that. Pretty sure I can't mess this up.” She smiled softly at the words as she scribbled a line onto her paper. “The arrangements.”“Just them. Make it a real private sort of thing. Romantic.” She couldn’t tell if he was being nervous or awkward or if it was just her… or if it was because of her? Either way she met his gaze when he focused on her, getting lost in those blue eyes for a moment. “Um… yes, romantic, we can do that… for your parents, I mean.” She took a breath to focus herself. “For the menu we can do almost anything. I know what you like but I don’t know if I ever ended up cooking for your parents but we can do two or three courses. Oh!” The blonde gave a small excited hop in her seat as she reached out and placed her hand over Colt’s absently. “Do you remember the last visit we took to visit my parents and we had dinner at that little place on the beach? We had that really good seafood, I could do something like that.” When she got to make dishes that weren’t part of the regular menu she tended to get a bit ahead of herself.
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He hadn't been prepared for Cati to do either of the things she did: the first being digging up an old memory and the second grasping his hand the way she had. If he'd lacked any more self control he might have even jumped at the sudden physical contact, but instead he instinctively flipped his hand and grasped her's firmly yet gently, rubbing the back of her hand with his thumb. "It was the best I'd had, almost. Your's was better," He smiled brightly,but it made a terrible pang in his chest that seemed to vibrate for several breaths, his expression pulling his brows together as he hesitantly pulled his hand back. "Mean... no one is better than you." Not even Colton was sure he meant that explicitly for cooking, but he went on after rubbing the back of his neck and shifting again, "They'd enjoy it... I uh, I think, I think you did, once...Mother always insisted guests never-uh- cook at her place..." He nodded firmly but his voice had lowered to trailing off. This was a bad idea. He should have never agreed to come down.

Mean, it was a bad idea, right? He'd spent so much time telling himself he was right in making Cati leave. He'd hardly been out of the hospital when he had officially pushed her away, but there was o much he had been unable to do for himself and unwilling to let her do for him that he'd convinced himself it was for the best. And all that convincing was looking pretty shaky from where he was sitting.

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Catie Holmes
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Honestly, Catie had kind of surprised herself in how soon she’d forgotten the stigma attached to being an ex-girlfriend and given into the urge to let that familiar comfort slip over her. Even before they’d officially begun dating she couldn’t remember things being so tense with Colton. He’d been easy to talk to and after two years that was a hard habit to break. It would have been different if they’d been through some messy break up with yelling and fighting and hurt feelings, er, not that she wanted that but it would have been something. Right now, it kind of just felt like they’d been on, well, a break. Ironically that’s what she thought they had been doing when he’d pushed her away but that wasn’t the case. Either way, they’d definitely been lacking closure of any form from the relationship and that was why it was so easy to fall back in.

Okay, so maybe that and those icy blue eyes that she had always been a sucker for. Even getting momentarily lost on memory lane she’d known better than to meet those eyes for too long. “It was the best I'd had, almost. Your's was better,” She smiled sweetly at the comment and looked away when he pulled back, her own hand retreating into her lap. “Mean... no one is better than you.” She had to remind herself not to overthink the statement. “I don’t know about all that.” Modest professionalism sliding back into place she chose to gear the compliment towards her cooking. It was just easier that way.

“They'd enjoy it... I uh, I think, I think you did, once...Mother always insisted guests never-uh- cook at her place...” Yes, that sounded right for Mrs. Spade. “Well, they’re in for a treat then.” Back to business, Catie, stay focused. “So, we’ll have the table set up nicely and it’s a three course meal. Typically, we do a salad appetizer but that can be substituted if you want and dessert we can do a few different things but my favorite is the brownie sundae. Everything is made in house and it’s topped with whipped cream and sliced strawberries.” Not to toot her own horn but it was amazing. “The goal, is to have everything settled before hand so your parents won’t have to deal with the wait staff, it can be just them.” She thought they were doing pretty well all things considered.

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"I do." Colton added softly just as Catie slipped back into her professionalism, his gaze having turned downwards to his phone and hands. The moment had passed and he had begun to shake his leg again, not even noticing he had stopped while their hands had been together. "That sounds good." He tried to pull himself away from that moment, his brows pinching together. "I'll leave it in your capable hands." Finally, having quite a bit more difficulty detaching himself from a few seconds worth of physical contact than he thought he'd have, Colton shifted to stand up, "Rob was hoping to get a seven o'clock slot, is that possible?" As he stood his brace clicked loudly twice and caused Colton to jerk his right hand downwards, fixing whatever the problem was that had obviously caused him discomfort.

"I'm only here on my lunch break,"
He added, turning his phone over several times between his hands, patting it against one and then the other, piratically using it to fidget away with while he talked. "And I've still got a crap ton of paper work to do so I should really cut it short." It wasn't entirely a lie. He still had work that needed to get done, yeah, but he wasn't exactly this enthused or in a rush to do so.

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“I do.” She’d heard him say. Part of her wanted to believe that he’d meant it as something other than work, but it was safer to say he just thought she was a great cook. She was good at her job and she was the head chef at the fanciest place in Lochland so it wasn’t too much of a stretch to say that he’d thought she was the best in that aspect. In the interest of avoiding wearing her heart on her sleeve she reigned in her emotions and focused on what she got paid to do. As much as she’d enjoyed that fleeting glimpse into the past she was pretty sure she couldn’t risk going through everything that had happened with Colt again. Instead, she took the words with a soft smile and pitched her ideas.

“That sounds good. I'll leave it in your capable hands. Rob was hoping to get a seven o'clock slot, is that possible?” She could tell he was about to leave, and part of her wanted to ask him to stay but again… she knew it was better not to. They’d been fine since they’d broken up, there was no good sense in messing all that up now over one chance meeting, right? Right. Whatever she had worked up in response was lost entirely when Colt had grabbed his leg in pain. She’d sucked in a nervous breath and got to her feet unsure what to do but he moved past it quickly. “I'm only here on my lunch break, and I've still got a crap ton of paper work to do so I should really cut it short.” Uh… okay.

She frowned for a split second. “Yeah… if, uh, if you’re alright. I can get you guys in for seven and if I need anything I can just call… Rob.” Rob would be better than doing whatever this was with Colton again and he was the contact on file anyway. “Take care of yourself, okay?” Not just because of the leg but because she still genuinely cared. She thought about offering a handshake but that last contact had been… well, it was just better to not.

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“Yeah… if, uh, if you’re alright. I can get you guys in for seven and if I need anything I can just call… Rob.”

“Take care of yourself, okay?”

It was time to leave. "Rob would be best," He nodded in agreement but didn't sound as convincing as he had hoped it would. He lingered, slipping his phone into the pouch he'd pulled it from and then met Catie's eyes. Again he lingered, he could have just walked off like there wasn't a care in the world, but instead had chosen to hang around for those fleeting seconds before he nodded, "Always." Well not always. Catie had known Colton well enough to know that he was just stubborn enough to avoid 'taking care of himself' until it was on the verge of becoming an issue or more painful.

He pulled in a deep breath, mentally preparing himself to walk out the room. It wasn't leaving Catie behind that hurt, although he sort of found that painful in it's own way, but the physical pain of walking out after his knee had locked into place and caused his brace to click like it had. Colton wet his lips as he looked down, "I'll see you around." From a distance. Because that was better. Right?

He turned and left without another word, although he did glance back to Catie with a half-hearted smile as he opened the door to leave the private area.

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