in trouble.
“Do you think I’m arrogant?” he asked, and I could tell he truly wanted me to answer him honestly.
“No, Jase, I don’t think you’re arrogant ,” I said seriously. “I think you are sweet and unassuming and kind and funny and all sorts of other great adjectives. You’re definitely not arrogant.”
I didn’t think he was arrogant, but there was a nagging feeling in the back of my mind that reared its ugly head from time to time, making me doubt what I thought about him. Ethan’s dislike of him was so intense that I was afraid I wasn’t seeing something that was truly there or that Jase hadn’t showed me that side of himself yet. I was a little fearful that suddenly his asshole side would come out and catch me by surprise. Then I would be kicking myself and wishing I’d listened to my best friend.
But for this same reason, I hadn’t exactly told Ethan about the frequent phone calls and text messages I’d been engaging in with Jase. I was hoping to avoid the subject for as long as I could.
Jase laughed at my response , but it was a nervous laugh. “ That’s good to know. I like those adjectives, but, um, do you maybe think I’m cute also ?”
Hell yes!
My cheeks flushed, and my stomach clenched at the idea that he was flirting with me, but d id he really have to ask that? Was there anyone on the planet who didn’t think he was gorgeous?
I sighed. “I don’t really remember what you look like.”
“Well, let me remind you,” he said, right before my phone beeped.
I looked at it and saw that I had a new text message. I opened it to see a picture of Jase lying i n bed in his hotel room in New Orleans , one arm tucked behind his head, and, dear God, he was shirtless. I couldn’t see much of his chest, but I could see enough. My heart started vibrating in my chest, and I felt that familiar tingle in my belly that showed up when I thought of him.
“You’re not bad on the eyes,” I responded. “I guess you’re kind of cute. ”
“Yes!” he said, in mock celebration. “So, is it safe to assume that you might, maybe, perhaps want to go out with me when I’m back in town?”
I sighed loudly, as if it were a chore for me to think about going out with him. “I think I could clear a night for you.”
Or the rest of my life.
“Good,” Jase said. “Because I haven’t been able to get you out of my head, Logan, and I definitely want to see you again.”
There was no joking tone to his voice. He was dead serious , and it just about disarmed me.
“Okay,” I sa id, my words sounding strained. “Then we should definitely go out.”
“Definitely,” he breathed, and I squeezed my legs together to compress the feelings he was triggering down there.
Even from thousand s of miles away and through the phone, he could get my blood pumping like no one else.
“So, can I secure September fifth? ”
“Um, sure. Any particular reason why you want to go out that night?”
He hesitated for a moment. “It’s the first night I’m back in town. I figure if I get on your calendar now, you’ll have to tell all those USC guys who are bound to ask you out for that night that you have plans.”
I laughed. “Yeah, I’m sure they’ll be knocking down my door.”
“I’m sure they will,” he said seriously. “I just want to make sure they know I asked first.”
“Okay, I’ll be sure to spread the word that September fifth is secured for a certain green-eyed guy just because asked me first.”
“That’s the only reason?” Jase asked with mock disappointment in his voice.
“No, it’s not the only reason,” I said coyly, not giving him anything else. I think at that point I was too embarrassed to list all the reasons why I’d said yes, because the list was ridiculously long.
“Well, girl with the most beautiful blue eyes I’ve ever seen, I look forward to taking you out next week.”
Damn, he was good.
- 7 -
“This is charming,”
“Do you think I’m arrogant?” he asked, and I could tell he truly wanted me to answer him honestly.
“No, Jase, I don’t think you’re arrogant ,” I said seriously. “I think you are sweet and unassuming and kind and funny and all sorts of other great adjectives. You’re definitely not arrogant.”
I didn’t think he was arrogant, but there was a nagging feeling in the back of my mind that reared its ugly head from time to time, making me doubt what I thought about him. Ethan’s dislike of him was so intense that I was afraid I wasn’t seeing something that was truly there or that Jase hadn’t showed me that side of himself yet. I was a little fearful that suddenly his asshole side would come out and catch me by surprise. Then I would be kicking myself and wishing I’d listened to my best friend.
But for this same reason, I hadn’t exactly told Ethan about the frequent phone calls and text messages I’d been engaging in with Jase. I was hoping to avoid the subject for as long as I could.
Jase laughed at my response , but it was a nervous laugh. “ That’s good to know. I like those adjectives, but, um, do you maybe think I’m cute also ?”
Hell yes!
My cheeks flushed, and my stomach clenched at the idea that he was flirting with me, but d id he really have to ask that? Was there anyone on the planet who didn’t think he was gorgeous?
I sighed. “I don’t really remember what you look like.”
“Well, let me remind you,” he said, right before my phone beeped.
I looked at it and saw that I had a new text message. I opened it to see a picture of Jase lying i n bed in his hotel room in New Orleans , one arm tucked behind his head, and, dear God, he was shirtless. I couldn’t see much of his chest, but I could see enough. My heart started vibrating in my chest, and I felt that familiar tingle in my belly that showed up when I thought of him.
“You’re not bad on the eyes,” I responded. “I guess you’re kind of cute. ”
“Yes!” he said, in mock celebration. “So, is it safe to assume that you might, maybe, perhaps want to go out with me when I’m back in town?”
I sighed loudly, as if it were a chore for me to think about going out with him. “I think I could clear a night for you.”
Or the rest of my life.
“Good,” Jase said. “Because I haven’t been able to get you out of my head, Logan, and I definitely want to see you again.”
There was no joking tone to his voice. He was dead serious , and it just about disarmed me.
“Okay,” I sa id, my words sounding strained. “Then we should definitely go out.”
“Definitely,” he breathed, and I squeezed my legs together to compress the feelings he was triggering down there.
Even from thousand s of miles away and through the phone, he could get my blood pumping like no one else.
“So, can I secure September fifth? ”
“Um, sure. Any particular reason why you want to go out that night?”
He hesitated for a moment. “It’s the first night I’m back in town. I figure if I get on your calendar now, you’ll have to tell all those USC guys who are bound to ask you out for that night that you have plans.”
I laughed. “Yeah, I’m sure they’ll be knocking down my door.”
“I’m sure they will,” he said seriously. “I just want to make sure they know I asked first.”
“Okay, I’ll be sure to spread the word that September fifth is secured for a certain green-eyed guy just because asked me first.”
“That’s the only reason?” Jase asked with mock disappointment in his voice.
“No, it’s not the only reason,” I said coyly, not giving him anything else. I think at that point I was too embarrassed to list all the reasons why I’d said yes, because the list was ridiculously long.
“Well, girl with the most beautiful blue eyes I’ve ever seen, I look forward to taking you out next week.”
Damn, he was good.
- 7 -
“This is charming,”
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