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[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] my arm across my waist, bowing at the hips as they did in medieval times, a gesture of respect. She laughs heartily and gives a love tap on the shoulder. Stand up, you goof ball! I stand back up straight and give her a wink. Well? What do you say? Really? Are you sure you want& Delilah begins but stops midsentence when she sees my face drop slightly. I know where she is going with this, and I will not allow her to say it. Yes, I am sure. And it will be my pleasure, I say with resolve. In fact, I won t take no for an answer, I add with finality. Well, okay, then, she says with an adorable giggle, and that s that. Conversation closed. She searches her purse for her keys and pulls them out quickly. She is so organized that I am sure she has a special spot in there designated just for her keys. She jingles them around until she finds the exact one she wants, and then puts the winning key in the hole. She turns to me one last time to say goodbye, but I cut her off. So& ah& how about a cup of coffee? I ask with a naughty smirk. Hey, a guy s gotta try, right? Delilah rolls her eyes at me and chuckles because we all know what that s code for. Goodbye, Santino. See you Monday morning, bright and early, she says. She gives me a chaste peck on my lips and sends me on my way. I don t blame her, though. This was our first real date after all. The best date I have ever been on, if I do say so myself. She really knows how to make me laugh, and she is so witty, always keeping me on my toes. But at the same time, I feel completely relaxed and at ease. Since we got to know each other the way that we did, I feel like I can be myself around her, not worry about being judged. Then again, I don t think Delilah has a mean bone in her body. I really don t want to say goodnight. I don t want the date to end. I can t wait until I see her again. Fortunately, I ll see her at work, so at least I know it will only be two days until we are together again. Ugh! I am turning into a chick! I take the stairs on my way out, two at a time, trying to burn a little sexual energy. My McLaren is still in the shop from my accident last Wednesday, and there is no way in hell I would subject Delilah to my piece of shit rental, so I rented an open-air jeep for our date. I always wanted to drive one, and I knew if anyone would enjoy it, it would definitely be her. And, of course, I was right. She is so easy-going and free-spirited. Just another thing I love about her. Did I just say love again? Shit, I mean like& just another thing I like about her. I walk leisurely to the jeep, keeping an eye on her bedroom window, waiting for the light to switch on. I see her silhouette pass the window and groan at how sexy she is. It s going to be another long, lonely night. I think I am going to hit the gym on my way home. k& i& k& i& k& i& k& Delilah I shuck off my clothes and throw them on the floor, as they smell like zoo funk. I go into my bathroom and start the shower, knowing that I have four minutes until the water heats up. Then I return to my bedroom and fling my mildly stinky body on my bed. I know I need to shower because my hair has that outside smell from being in the open jeep. But it can wait a few minutes, at least until I have hot water. I flop down on my back, arms stretched to the side, and sigh. That had to be the best date I have ever been on. He was charming and romantic. He was naughty and caring. He made me laugh, and always keeps me on my toes. Perfection. I gather myself off the bed and head to the shower for a much needed cleansing. As I am shampooing my hair, I can t help but wonder what Nick is doing right now. Did he go straight home? Is he preparing for another date with someone else? Wait& it s Saturday night& is he getting ready to go to Club M? I gasp at the thought and then start choking on the water and shampoo that I swallow. No, he agreed with my rules. I guess this is where the trust issue comes in to play. I finish up in the shower, dry off, and look for my phone. I need to call Charlie. My mind is running away with itself. I find it in the back pocket of my dirty jeans that are strewn on the floor. I unlock it to call her, and low and behold, I have a text. Nick: I had a great time. ;) I take a deep breath in relief. I am so glad it wasn t just me. I am feeling a little flirty, so I shoot him a back a quick one. Delilah: Are u winking at me? I like flirty Nick and he shoots back. Nick: No, I had something in my emoticon eye :)~ I let out a little laugh to myself, enjoying the banter. Delilah: Ha ha, very funny, goober! Now your emoticon is sticking his tongue out at me Nick: Should I be jealous? Delilah: Nah, he s not my type. I tend to go after men who are more than just a colon Nick: lol. Am I your type? I sit and deliberate for a minute before I answer. I don t want to show my cards too early. He still has to earn me back after the whole Nico/LaLa debacle. Delilah: Oh, please. You are every girl s type, Nick Let s see what he has to say about that. I am so feeding into his ego. Nick: I don t want to be anyone s type but yours I melt at his words. We go back and forth a few more times, but I make sure to change the subject to ones that are more neutral. Half an hour later we are still texting, but have come full circle back to sex. This is getting sticky. It is so easy to misinterpret people through text, so I decide to call him. We have never spoken on the phone outside of basic work questions before. He picks up on the second ring. Miss me already? He asks all cocky. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |
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