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intelligent, empathetic and funny. Not to mention he set my
panties on fire. When had the cute guy from high school grown into a drop-dead
gorgeous man? And while I had always liked my brother’s best friend, it was our
bonding over the past four weeks since I’d started my dates at Big Ben’s that
made me appreciate just how wonderful JT really was.
I sat up slowly and gingerly swung my
legs over the side of the bed, hoisting myself into a standing position. The
throbbing in my head was now a dull ache. Quite manageable; and likely much
better than I deserved. I switched the showerhead onto massage mode and reveled
in the hot water pounding on my neck and shoulders, erasing the remnants of my
headache.
Sunshine streamed into my bedroom,
warming my exposed skin as I gazed out the window. It was going to be a perfect
day. I couldn’t be happier for Derek. He deserved it and Mother Nature
apparently agreed. It would be a casual affair so I threw on a pair of dark
wash jeans and clingy cowl neck sweater. The mid-length sleeves were perfect for
the late spring weather and the shade of light blue contrasted nicely with my
dark brown hair, which lay straight down to nearly the middle of my back.
“My, don’t you look pretty this
morning,” Grannie said from her seat at the kitchen table, her coffee cup
perched at her lips. A delicate snort shook her shoulders. “I’m glad to see you
decided to join us for the party after all. I heard you had a rough date last
night.”
“No joke,” I chuckled on my way to
grab a cup of coffee. I could afford a few minutes of caffeine with my favorite
grandmother. “Boogers, farts, and video games don’t score high on my list of ‘must
haves’ for my future spouse.”
“It’s not a total waste of time.” A
knowing smile crept over her face as she gazed at me over her coffee cup. “You’re
learning what you do and don’t like in a partner. Kind of makes you appreciate
someone special when you meet them. You want a man who is considerate and
caring but also knows how to make you laugh and has a backbone and a brain when
he needs it. Someone who makes you smile on the inside every time you think of
him.”
“Yes,” I reflected. “That’s true. Do
you know anyone who meets those criteria, Grannie? So I can stop with these
awful dates and get right down to business?”
“It doesn’t matter who I know or what
I think.” She pushed a small piece of paper in front of me. “Do you know anyone
who meets those criteria? You need to follow your own heart and I think it has
a sturdy compass to point you in the right direction. The real question is—will
you follow it?”
I opened the piece of paper. Justin
Theodore Murphy—Party List. Yes. My compass was directing me due North
towards JT. And I had every intention of following it even if the path there
might be an uphill battle full of treacherous rocks and potholes. God help
me. Those were the words of a man desperately fighting against his own
feelings…a man fighting an inner battle of wills. I only wished I knew exactly
what barriers JT saw to our relationship to give me a chance of breaking them
down.
“I made a grocery list for you,”
Grannie said. “So you won’t forget any of the important ingredients.”
I stood up and leaned in to kiss
Grannie on the cheek. “I’m on it.”
After dropping off the groceries back
at the house I walked over to JT’s with Jared. My tummy was humming with the
excitement of a swarm of bees in a hive. How would JT react to seeing me this
morning? I bit the inside of my lip to contain the sudden giggle threatening to
erupt when I recalled our playful banter. Jared would expect an explanation for
my mirth and I wasn’t able to put together a coherent thought at the moment.
A fresh display of spring flowers
around the trees and along the path to the front door greeted us when we
arrived. JT hadn’t planted flowers in a very long time. Five years to be exact.
It was an expense
panties on fire. When had the cute guy from high school grown into a drop-dead
gorgeous man? And while I had always liked my brother’s best friend, it was our
bonding over the past four weeks since I’d started my dates at Big Ben’s that
made me appreciate just how wonderful JT really was.
I sat up slowly and gingerly swung my
legs over the side of the bed, hoisting myself into a standing position. The
throbbing in my head was now a dull ache. Quite manageable; and likely much
better than I deserved. I switched the showerhead onto massage mode and reveled
in the hot water pounding on my neck and shoulders, erasing the remnants of my
headache.
Sunshine streamed into my bedroom,
warming my exposed skin as I gazed out the window. It was going to be a perfect
day. I couldn’t be happier for Derek. He deserved it and Mother Nature
apparently agreed. It would be a casual affair so I threw on a pair of dark
wash jeans and clingy cowl neck sweater. The mid-length sleeves were perfect for
the late spring weather and the shade of light blue contrasted nicely with my
dark brown hair, which lay straight down to nearly the middle of my back.
“My, don’t you look pretty this
morning,” Grannie said from her seat at the kitchen table, her coffee cup
perched at her lips. A delicate snort shook her shoulders. “I’m glad to see you
decided to join us for the party after all. I heard you had a rough date last
night.”
“No joke,” I chuckled on my way to
grab a cup of coffee. I could afford a few minutes of caffeine with my favorite
grandmother. “Boogers, farts, and video games don’t score high on my list of ‘must
haves’ for my future spouse.”
“It’s not a total waste of time.” A
knowing smile crept over her face as she gazed at me over her coffee cup. “You’re
learning what you do and don’t like in a partner. Kind of makes you appreciate
someone special when you meet them. You want a man who is considerate and
caring but also knows how to make you laugh and has a backbone and a brain when
he needs it. Someone who makes you smile on the inside every time you think of
him.”
“Yes,” I reflected. “That’s true. Do
you know anyone who meets those criteria, Grannie? So I can stop with these
awful dates and get right down to business?”
“It doesn’t matter who I know or what
I think.” She pushed a small piece of paper in front of me. “Do you know anyone
who meets those criteria? You need to follow your own heart and I think it has
a sturdy compass to point you in the right direction. The real question is—will
you follow it?”
I opened the piece of paper. Justin
Theodore Murphy—Party List. Yes. My compass was directing me due North
towards JT. And I had every intention of following it even if the path there
might be an uphill battle full of treacherous rocks and potholes. God help
me. Those were the words of a man desperately fighting against his own
feelings…a man fighting an inner battle of wills. I only wished I knew exactly
what barriers JT saw to our relationship to give me a chance of breaking them
down.
“I made a grocery list for you,”
Grannie said. “So you won’t forget any of the important ingredients.”
I stood up and leaned in to kiss
Grannie on the cheek. “I’m on it.”
After dropping off the groceries back
at the house I walked over to JT’s with Jared. My tummy was humming with the
excitement of a swarm of bees in a hive. How would JT react to seeing me this
morning? I bit the inside of my lip to contain the sudden giggle threatening to
erupt when I recalled our playful banter. Jared would expect an explanation for
my mirth and I wasn’t able to put together a coherent thought at the moment.
A fresh display of spring flowers
around the trees and along the path to the front door greeted us when we
arrived. JT hadn’t planted flowers in a very long time. Five years to be exact.
It was an expense
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