Burned (Beautiful Mess) by S.C. Rosemary, S.N. Hawke Page B
Authors: S.C. Rosemary, S.N. Hawke
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not hugging him.
"Nice to meet you, too, Dana," he squeezed my hand. He looked a bit surprised about my rejection to a friendly hug, but he was not mad. Actually he sounded quite delightful. "You are formal. I like that."
"You do?" I couldn't believe my ears again. I looked up and saw his green eyes staring right down at me.
"Mhm." Ethan gestured the parking lot, pointing at his car. "Ready for our date, Dana?"
Not even close to ready. My heart was beating way too fast. I didn't even know if my brain was filled with water or something. I just couldn't think. I read a study about boys became stupid in front of hot girls-I wonder if the case was true for me the other way around.
"Yeah," I nodded at him, pumping some confidence in myself. He was just a guy-an amazingly hot guy but he was not a scary bear. Why did I have to be so nervous? I could do this.
We walked to his SUV. My eyes were on Ethan earlier so I didn't pay attention to his car. Now I was up close, I saw he was driving a fancy luxury car. No wonder the car looked so shiny. But why did Ethan have a car like this? A big question popped in my head. He said he was just a student. How could he afford such an expensive car?
"This ride is okay?" Ethan asked, seeing my hesitation. "I have a n Italian collectible sport car but I don't normally drive it into campus." He sounded like I was not impressed by his car. But I was more concerned about it.
"You have more than one car ?" I looked at Ethan. "You said you are a student…"
"Law school first year, actually," he said.
Oh thank goodness he was not some legendary gangster. I sighed in relief and waited for him to explain about the fancy cars, but he just opened the car door for me. Oh, he was the type who opened doors for girls. I smiled at this surprise. What a gentleman!
I peeked inside the car before getting in. I saw the parking permit of our university for graduate students. What a relief, he was telling the truth. He was really a student. I turned to Ethan. I was so shy I couldn't look him in the eyes, so I eyed his shoulder and thank him with a smile as I got into his car.
In my memory, I never had a record of sitting inside a luxury car. The fancy interior design of the Ethan's SUV was not something I saw in person and up close. I was unsettled. I was sitting on soft leather seat but my back was stiff. I couldn't relax. The air in the car smelled like a mixture of genuine leather and jasmine. I thought of an advertisement about a man as hot as Ethan, or less, driving a car with the hood down. And a blonde super-model with shorts and bikini top was sitting next the driver. They were driving toward the beach, toward the beautiful sunset. As they parked the car by the beach, they embraced each other, they drink champagne, kissed and…I did not dare to think further.
I knew nothing about Ethan other than he was hot and drove luxury cars. I didn't even know where we were heading. I should have planned ahead somehow. But how was I to prepare unexpectedly meet ing a hot guy from the Internet?
"Um, Ethan," I cleared my throat.
"Yes?" He looked at me with amusement.
"I am not trying to be awkward," I paused. This was awkward. "But I just want to make sure this isn't a 'casual encounter'." Casual encounter was the code for no strings attached hook ups on the classified ad website. There was a whole section for it. Ethan and I briefly mentioned that we were looking for a long term relationship but I didn't want to take the chances. No matter how hot this guy was.
"No," he answered quite earnestly. "I don't look for casual encounters on the Internet." He paused for a second like he thought of something. " This is kind of new to me." He said in a low voice. I wasn't sure if he was talking to me or thinking out loud. I didn't know what "this new thing" was to him, but I heard seriousness in his tone.
Whatever "this" was, I hope he was referring to a standard dinner date. I didn't think I could handle too much
"Nice to meet you, too, Dana," he squeezed my hand. He looked a bit surprised about my rejection to a friendly hug, but he was not mad. Actually he sounded quite delightful. "You are formal. I like that."
"You do?" I couldn't believe my ears again. I looked up and saw his green eyes staring right down at me.
"Mhm." Ethan gestured the parking lot, pointing at his car. "Ready for our date, Dana?"
Not even close to ready. My heart was beating way too fast. I didn't even know if my brain was filled with water or something. I just couldn't think. I read a study about boys became stupid in front of hot girls-I wonder if the case was true for me the other way around.
"Yeah," I nodded at him, pumping some confidence in myself. He was just a guy-an amazingly hot guy but he was not a scary bear. Why did I have to be so nervous? I could do this.
We walked to his SUV. My eyes were on Ethan earlier so I didn't pay attention to his car. Now I was up close, I saw he was driving a fancy luxury car. No wonder the car looked so shiny. But why did Ethan have a car like this? A big question popped in my head. He said he was just a student. How could he afford such an expensive car?
"This ride is okay?" Ethan asked, seeing my hesitation. "I have a n Italian collectible sport car but I don't normally drive it into campus." He sounded like I was not impressed by his car. But I was more concerned about it.
"You have more than one car ?" I looked at Ethan. "You said you are a student…"
"Law school first year, actually," he said.
Oh thank goodness he was not some legendary gangster. I sighed in relief and waited for him to explain about the fancy cars, but he just opened the car door for me. Oh, he was the type who opened doors for girls. I smiled at this surprise. What a gentleman!
I peeked inside the car before getting in. I saw the parking permit of our university for graduate students. What a relief, he was telling the truth. He was really a student. I turned to Ethan. I was so shy I couldn't look him in the eyes, so I eyed his shoulder and thank him with a smile as I got into his car.
In my memory, I never had a record of sitting inside a luxury car. The fancy interior design of the Ethan's SUV was not something I saw in person and up close. I was unsettled. I was sitting on soft leather seat but my back was stiff. I couldn't relax. The air in the car smelled like a mixture of genuine leather and jasmine. I thought of an advertisement about a man as hot as Ethan, or less, driving a car with the hood down. And a blonde super-model with shorts and bikini top was sitting next the driver. They were driving toward the beach, toward the beautiful sunset. As they parked the car by the beach, they embraced each other, they drink champagne, kissed and…I did not dare to think further.
I knew nothing about Ethan other than he was hot and drove luxury cars. I didn't even know where we were heading. I should have planned ahead somehow. But how was I to prepare unexpectedly meet ing a hot guy from the Internet?
"Um, Ethan," I cleared my throat.
"Yes?" He looked at me with amusement.
"I am not trying to be awkward," I paused. This was awkward. "But I just want to make sure this isn't a 'casual encounter'." Casual encounter was the code for no strings attached hook ups on the classified ad website. There was a whole section for it. Ethan and I briefly mentioned that we were looking for a long term relationship but I didn't want to take the chances. No matter how hot this guy was.
"No," he answered quite earnestly. "I don't look for casual encounters on the Internet." He paused for a second like he thought of something. " This is kind of new to me." He said in a low voice. I wasn't sure if he was talking to me or thinking out loud. I didn't know what "this new thing" was to him, but I heard seriousness in his tone.
Whatever "this" was, I hope he was referring to a standard dinner date. I didn't think I could handle too much
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