you like to do?”
“I could take you for a tour around town, but I’d much rather just sit and talk,” I suggested.
“I’d prefer that, too. We have plenty of time to tour the city after we get to know one another,” he assured.
His finger lightly touched the back of my hand sending sparks from my fingers down to my toes. The amber color returned to his eyes. I wondered if he realized how enchanting he was, because any man this attractive usually was very cocky and conceited. Andrew was confident, never brash.
“Will I see you tomorrow night?” I asked, gazing up at the darkening sky.
“Of course, there’s a quiz on Ares this week.”
My face dropped. “Thanks for the reminder.”
“Do you have the notes?”
“Yes, I have them, but I’ve been a little distracted for the past few days.”
“Me, too,” he smiled. “Maybe we can wait a week to take that quiz.”
“Oh no, don’t forgo your teaching plans based on my forgetfulness,” I insisted.
“Truthfully, I haven’t even printed them out, so it isn’t a big deal, and I’m sure the class will be thankful for my distractions this weekend,” he winked.
“One less thing I have to do tonight,” I said, waving my book around.
“Oh yes, did you finish it?”
“No, my mind kept wandering, so I have about twenty pages or so to go, but I can get it done tonight.”
“We should probably go,” he suggested as he looked up at the twilight sky.
Leaving his side was disheartening, but he was right, it was time to leave. I had several pages to read and a five-page report to write.
We walked beside one another back down the mile and half trail. A light mist filled the air as we approached my car. I was suddenly relieved by our departure, as my wet hair would have been disastrous.
“Where’s your car?”
“I parked in the other lot,” he said, pointing to the opposite side of the trail.
“Do you need a ride?”
“No, I’ll be fine, walking is healthy,” he smiled.
“Are you sure, it’s a long distance from here?” I asked, hoping to be near him a little while longer.
“No, I’m totally fine.”
“Okay,” I said, disappointed.
“See you tomorrow,” he smiled and turned away.
“Goodbye,” I sighed.
He disappeared into the darkness as I sped away.
6
Almost
The next morning I tried everything to occupy my mind, refraining from counting down the hours until I saw Andrew again. It was absolutely absurd to be feeling so giddy about seeing him again, but I had grown attached in just a few short days. Everything seemed so clear at the bookstore, as if when we touched, something was ignited within me. The strange flickering of the lights had stopped since that day, too.
After a long afternoon of cleaning every corner of the house, which was not an easy task because of the sheer size of it, I quickly remembered the social event on Friday night. My initial thought was to intentionally ignore it, but this would only disappoint my father greatly. Even though his lying irritated me, Andrew’s wisdom was reassuring. My father was only behaving this way for my sake.
I jumped in the car, hoping there was still time to get a dress. Sighing heavily as I pulled up in front of Robe’ de Soiree’s, I reminded myself this was nothing more than an attempt to find the perfect gown for Friday night.
As I entered the formal wear shop, I immediately regretted this shopping trip. My father’s alleged lover owned the place—I should have driven to Denver where no one knew me and vice versa.
There was no sign of her as I slipped past the main counter without being noticed. I rifled through several racks of hideous dresses with no luck. My trip to Denver looked inevitable. A pale, gold strapless gown that was displayed on the wall caught my attention. I rushed over to have a closer look. It was absolutely gorgeous.
“Would you like to try that on, Miss Helms?” a soft, feminine voice asked.
I inhaled deeply as I turned
“I could take you for a tour around town, but I’d much rather just sit and talk,” I suggested.
“I’d prefer that, too. We have plenty of time to tour the city after we get to know one another,” he assured.
His finger lightly touched the back of my hand sending sparks from my fingers down to my toes. The amber color returned to his eyes. I wondered if he realized how enchanting he was, because any man this attractive usually was very cocky and conceited. Andrew was confident, never brash.
“Will I see you tomorrow night?” I asked, gazing up at the darkening sky.
“Of course, there’s a quiz on Ares this week.”
My face dropped. “Thanks for the reminder.”
“Do you have the notes?”
“Yes, I have them, but I’ve been a little distracted for the past few days.”
“Me, too,” he smiled. “Maybe we can wait a week to take that quiz.”
“Oh no, don’t forgo your teaching plans based on my forgetfulness,” I insisted.
“Truthfully, I haven’t even printed them out, so it isn’t a big deal, and I’m sure the class will be thankful for my distractions this weekend,” he winked.
“One less thing I have to do tonight,” I said, waving my book around.
“Oh yes, did you finish it?”
“No, my mind kept wandering, so I have about twenty pages or so to go, but I can get it done tonight.”
“We should probably go,” he suggested as he looked up at the twilight sky.
Leaving his side was disheartening, but he was right, it was time to leave. I had several pages to read and a five-page report to write.
We walked beside one another back down the mile and half trail. A light mist filled the air as we approached my car. I was suddenly relieved by our departure, as my wet hair would have been disastrous.
“Where’s your car?”
“I parked in the other lot,” he said, pointing to the opposite side of the trail.
“Do you need a ride?”
“No, I’ll be fine, walking is healthy,” he smiled.
“Are you sure, it’s a long distance from here?” I asked, hoping to be near him a little while longer.
“No, I’m totally fine.”
“Okay,” I said, disappointed.
“See you tomorrow,” he smiled and turned away.
“Goodbye,” I sighed.
He disappeared into the darkness as I sped away.
6
Almost
The next morning I tried everything to occupy my mind, refraining from counting down the hours until I saw Andrew again. It was absolutely absurd to be feeling so giddy about seeing him again, but I had grown attached in just a few short days. Everything seemed so clear at the bookstore, as if when we touched, something was ignited within me. The strange flickering of the lights had stopped since that day, too.
After a long afternoon of cleaning every corner of the house, which was not an easy task because of the sheer size of it, I quickly remembered the social event on Friday night. My initial thought was to intentionally ignore it, but this would only disappoint my father greatly. Even though his lying irritated me, Andrew’s wisdom was reassuring. My father was only behaving this way for my sake.
I jumped in the car, hoping there was still time to get a dress. Sighing heavily as I pulled up in front of Robe’ de Soiree’s, I reminded myself this was nothing more than an attempt to find the perfect gown for Friday night.
As I entered the formal wear shop, I immediately regretted this shopping trip. My father’s alleged lover owned the place—I should have driven to Denver where no one knew me and vice versa.
There was no sign of her as I slipped past the main counter without being noticed. I rifled through several racks of hideous dresses with no luck. My trip to Denver looked inevitable. A pale, gold strapless gown that was displayed on the wall caught my attention. I rushed over to have a closer look. It was absolutely gorgeous.
“Would you like to try that on, Miss Helms?” a soft, feminine voice asked.
I inhaled deeply as I turned
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