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smiled and shrugged at me. “So
basically he pushes all your buttons and gets your motor running.
But you don’t think he could drive the car?”
Laughing hard at her analogy of my
sexual attraction to Ollie I shook my head at her. “Oh Amy, that’s
exactly how I feel. He’s a great guy but I need excitement, fire
and passion. Ollie’s like the guy next door and in this case he
actually is the guy next door. He’s the guy you take home to your
parents but I want the guy who’s so bad, he’s great.”
Images of Jared flashed before my
eyes. Fire? Check. Hot? Scorching hot! Passionate? He was certainly
holding his own so far and as for excitement, considering the way
my body reacted every time he was near me, I’d say he was very
exciting.
I glanced at Amy who was
watching me with curiosity as I sat in silence drooling over my
coffee shop antagonist. I hadn’t told her about Jared’s message at
the restaurant. And I was too embarrassed to admit that I’d risen
to it and texted back. I was just contemplating telling her when, as if on
cue, my cell buzzed in my front pocket. She eyed me curiously as
she rose from the bed and walked into the bathroom. I shrugged at
her and pulled the phone out. There was a message from Jared. I
glanced over at the bathroom but the sound of the shower could be
heard even from the bedroom, so I gingerly read the
text.
Well I must say I was a little
shocked to receive your message last night. I was just getting home
when I got it. What were you doing up so late? Partying I suppose?
I appreciated the thought anyway. However, pray tell, what have I
said to deserve such comment? I was simply being honest. I never
intended to upset you in any way. Forgive me?
Received: 17.11
From: The Asshole
Forgive him? A small smile had
begun to form on my lips and a shiver of anticipation rushed
through me as I frantically typed my reply.
First of all I was at home, in
bed. Sorry to disappoint but I’m not much of a party girl. My
comments may have appeared harsh but I was a little irritated at
your previous message. $275 is a lot of money for a girl on a part
time salary with college supplies to purchase. Food is a must and I
really cannot go without my copy of Cosmo every month. I am willing
to forgive and start a fresh if you are willing to admit you were
an ass.
Sent: 17.13
To: The Asshole
I hugged myself in triumph. I’d
played the game. And I felt confident that I was winning. Almost a
second later he replied.
Oh Layla. I’m flattered and
thrilled by the notion that you were in bed thinking of me last
night. ;)
I will admit that my
behavior may have been less than gentlemanly however “ass” may be a
little too strong. $275 is the going rate for a new shirt.
Unfortunately the dry cleaners couldn’t remove the stain that is
now permanently etched into my garment. As to the payment, I’m sure
we can come to some sort of an arrangement.
J
Received: 17.16
From: The Asshole
Arrangement? Like a payment plan?
My heart was pounding and I could hear it beating in my ears.
A shiver of anticipation ran like electricity through my veins.
Shaking slightly from the adrenaline pulsing through my veins, I
responded.
Arrangement? What did you have in
mind?
Sent: 17.20
To: The Asshole
My hands were sweating as they
gripped the phone; I bit down on my lip waiting impatiently for his
next message. This was crazy. I hardly knew him and he was turning
me into a hot irrational mess without even being in the room. The
phone buzzed and I stared at it. I was biting my lip so hard I
could taste blood from the small incision my tooth had made in the
flesh. Licking it into my mouth, I opened the message:
Well I thought we could start with
you letting me take you out to dinner.
Received: 17.24
From: The Asshole
I gasped, my mouth falling open as
my eyes read his words over and over again. Did I really want to do
this? He was
basically he pushes all your buttons and gets your motor running.
But you don’t think he could drive the car?”
Laughing hard at her analogy of my
sexual attraction to Ollie I shook my head at her. “Oh Amy, that’s
exactly how I feel. He’s a great guy but I need excitement, fire
and passion. Ollie’s like the guy next door and in this case he
actually is the guy next door. He’s the guy you take home to your
parents but I want the guy who’s so bad, he’s great.”
Images of Jared flashed before my
eyes. Fire? Check. Hot? Scorching hot! Passionate? He was certainly
holding his own so far and as for excitement, considering the way
my body reacted every time he was near me, I’d say he was very
exciting.
I glanced at Amy who was
watching me with curiosity as I sat in silence drooling over my
coffee shop antagonist. I hadn’t told her about Jared’s message at
the restaurant. And I was too embarrassed to admit that I’d risen
to it and texted back. I was just contemplating telling her when, as if on
cue, my cell buzzed in my front pocket. She eyed me curiously as
she rose from the bed and walked into the bathroom. I shrugged at
her and pulled the phone out. There was a message from Jared. I
glanced over at the bathroom but the sound of the shower could be
heard even from the bedroom, so I gingerly read the
text.
Well I must say I was a little
shocked to receive your message last night. I was just getting home
when I got it. What were you doing up so late? Partying I suppose?
I appreciated the thought anyway. However, pray tell, what have I
said to deserve such comment? I was simply being honest. I never
intended to upset you in any way. Forgive me?
Received: 17.11
From: The Asshole
Forgive him? A small smile had
begun to form on my lips and a shiver of anticipation rushed
through me as I frantically typed my reply.
First of all I was at home, in
bed. Sorry to disappoint but I’m not much of a party girl. My
comments may have appeared harsh but I was a little irritated at
your previous message. $275 is a lot of money for a girl on a part
time salary with college supplies to purchase. Food is a must and I
really cannot go without my copy of Cosmo every month. I am willing
to forgive and start a fresh if you are willing to admit you were
an ass.
Sent: 17.13
To: The Asshole
I hugged myself in triumph. I’d
played the game. And I felt confident that I was winning. Almost a
second later he replied.
Oh Layla. I’m flattered and
thrilled by the notion that you were in bed thinking of me last
night. ;)
I will admit that my
behavior may have been less than gentlemanly however “ass” may be a
little too strong. $275 is the going rate for a new shirt.
Unfortunately the dry cleaners couldn’t remove the stain that is
now permanently etched into my garment. As to the payment, I’m sure
we can come to some sort of an arrangement.
J
Received: 17.16
From: The Asshole
Arrangement? Like a payment plan?
My heart was pounding and I could hear it beating in my ears.
A shiver of anticipation ran like electricity through my veins.
Shaking slightly from the adrenaline pulsing through my veins, I
responded.
Arrangement? What did you have in
mind?
Sent: 17.20
To: The Asshole
My hands were sweating as they
gripped the phone; I bit down on my lip waiting impatiently for his
next message. This was crazy. I hardly knew him and he was turning
me into a hot irrational mess without even being in the room. The
phone buzzed and I stared at it. I was biting my lip so hard I
could taste blood from the small incision my tooth had made in the
flesh. Licking it into my mouth, I opened the message:
Well I thought we could start with
you letting me take you out to dinner.
Received: 17.24
From: The Asshole
I gasped, my mouth falling open as
my eyes read his words over and over again. Did I really want to do
this? He was
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