by Sher Dillard
“Yes … well,” I stammered, “I … Uh … It’s this Friday. At his house. We were told we could bring a date. I sort of thought …”
“Sure,” he said as he shrugged his shoulders. “But why me? Like I said, there have got to be a dozen guys who would jump at the chance. I mean, a girl like you does not have a problem finding guys.”
My stomach turned over. Two compliments. I could grow to love this. What Dean didn’t understand was that guys sort of figured me out real quick. They learned I wasn’t into quick and easy and those that were willing to stick around changed their mind when they realized they would never match up to Dean.
I shrugged my shoulders, pretending it was no big thing. “It was just a thought. And the truth is, I don’t want any complications. This is too important.”
He smiled as he nodded. “Sure, no problem Kid, do you want me to pick you up, or meet you there?”
Sighing internally, I let myself relax just a little. That had gone much easier than I had anticipated. Suddenly the thought of Dean and I together, on a sort of date, sent shivers down my spine. The good kind of shivers. The kind that went straight to my very core.
“Pick me up, if that’s okay? Seven?”
He nodded, “No problem,” he told me as he returned to catching the sun’s warmth.
That was it. Wow, one minute we are talking and the next, we are going to a party.
I smiled to myself as I leaned back, mimicking his pose. The sun felt delicious as it warmed my skin. But then, all of life felt delicious.
This might actually work. It might take longer than I wanted. But it really was very simple. If I was ever to have what I truly wanted in this life, Then I was going to have to seduce Dean Parker. What’s more, I had to make him think I wasn’t doing it on purpose. He had to think it was all his idea.
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