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for?"
"Yeah, well...thanks, anyway. Not everyone would have done what you did, and I appreciate it."
"It's not problem, don't think twice about it."
God, if only she could just think twice about it. She'd barely thought about anything else since she'd woken up.
"So about tomorrow," he began, "I know we agreed to do something tomorrow night, but I was kind of hoping you were free a little earlier in the afternoon. You don't have any plans, right?"
"You still want to do something?" she asked, surprised. She was sure that he had only made plans as a courtesy--as a way of getting her to peel herself off of him.
"You are calling to cancel on me," he said. "I knew it."
The knot in Sarah's stomach twisted again, and she instantly felt guilty.
"No, I'm not canceling. Yes, I'm free."
"Good. Then I'll meet you at your place at say...3 o'clock?
"Okay. I'll see you then."
"Great." Sarah went to turn the phone off, but Jeremy added something else. "Oh, before I forget, make sure you wear jeans."
"Jeans?" she said, confused.
"Yeah," he confirmed. "And not your favorite pair, either. Something you don't mind getting a little dirty."
"Okay..." she said, absently, her mind racing at what they could possibly be doing that might involve getting dirty.
Before she could ask any further questions, Jeremy said, "See you then," and the line went dead.
Sarah shook her head, possibly even more confused about the whole situation than she had been before she'd called him. Boys really were the most confusing thing on in the world, there was just no way around it.
Chapter 12
The next morning Sarah woke up earlier than she'd expected. After everything that had happened on Thursday night, she was too tired to do anything on Friday night. Reagan had tried to talk her into going to another frat party with her, but Sarah had said that she wouldn't be making any repeat appearances any time soon. They had agreed to get together and do some shopping in West Village soon.
Instead, Sarah had been a bum and gone to bed early, which left her with more than enough time to get ready for her date when she woke up early. She still hadn't been able to figure out what Jeremy could possibly doing with her--where they could possibly be going that required her to wear jeans.
When 3 o'clock rolled around, Sarah was ready to go. She was wearing her second favorite jeans, since he'd told her not to wear her favorite, and a blue blouse with a frilly collar to go with it. She had a sweater slung over her arm, too, and she'd even considered taking an extra change of clothes, but decided against it. The idea of Jeremy seeing her all dirty mortified her, but not quite as much as coming across as the crazy girl who brought extra clothes with her on a date did. She was a country girl, she could handle a little dirt. She couldn't handle him thinking she was a psycho.
When there was a knock on the door, the butterflies in her stomach started jittering about. This was it--the big moment. She gave herself a once over in the mirror--just a quick double check--before pulling the door open. Her breath caught up in her throat when she saw him.
"Well hello, there," Jeremy said, that sexy grin spread on his face. His eyes fell down across her body, taking all of her in, and the trail of heat they left in their wake bothered her more than she thought it would. "Ready to go?"
She cracked a smile. "All set."
Sarah moved to shut the door, but Jeremy held up a hand before she did.
"One thing I didn't mention--and I hope it's no big deal." The smile on his face dimmed for a second as his eyes wrinkled at the side. "You see, I don't drive. I don't have a car here, so I was hoping..."
"Oh, of course." Sarah patted her purse on the side, a tiny jingle sounded from within. "Got my keys right here, I can drive."
The nervous look on his face was replaced for a second when he smiled at her. "Thanks," he said. "I can give you gas money or whatever."
She shook her head. "It's no
"Yeah, well...thanks, anyway. Not everyone would have done what you did, and I appreciate it."
"It's not problem, don't think twice about it."
God, if only she could just think twice about it. She'd barely thought about anything else since she'd woken up.
"So about tomorrow," he began, "I know we agreed to do something tomorrow night, but I was kind of hoping you were free a little earlier in the afternoon. You don't have any plans, right?"
"You still want to do something?" she asked, surprised. She was sure that he had only made plans as a courtesy--as a way of getting her to peel herself off of him.
"You are calling to cancel on me," he said. "I knew it."
The knot in Sarah's stomach twisted again, and she instantly felt guilty.
"No, I'm not canceling. Yes, I'm free."
"Good. Then I'll meet you at your place at say...3 o'clock?
"Okay. I'll see you then."
"Great." Sarah went to turn the phone off, but Jeremy added something else. "Oh, before I forget, make sure you wear jeans."
"Jeans?" she said, confused.
"Yeah," he confirmed. "And not your favorite pair, either. Something you don't mind getting a little dirty."
"Okay..." she said, absently, her mind racing at what they could possibly be doing that might involve getting dirty.
Before she could ask any further questions, Jeremy said, "See you then," and the line went dead.
Sarah shook her head, possibly even more confused about the whole situation than she had been before she'd called him. Boys really were the most confusing thing on in the world, there was just no way around it.
Chapter 12
The next morning Sarah woke up earlier than she'd expected. After everything that had happened on Thursday night, she was too tired to do anything on Friday night. Reagan had tried to talk her into going to another frat party with her, but Sarah had said that she wouldn't be making any repeat appearances any time soon. They had agreed to get together and do some shopping in West Village soon.
Instead, Sarah had been a bum and gone to bed early, which left her with more than enough time to get ready for her date when she woke up early. She still hadn't been able to figure out what Jeremy could possibly doing with her--where they could possibly be going that required her to wear jeans.
When 3 o'clock rolled around, Sarah was ready to go. She was wearing her second favorite jeans, since he'd told her not to wear her favorite, and a blue blouse with a frilly collar to go with it. She had a sweater slung over her arm, too, and she'd even considered taking an extra change of clothes, but decided against it. The idea of Jeremy seeing her all dirty mortified her, but not quite as much as coming across as the crazy girl who brought extra clothes with her on a date did. She was a country girl, she could handle a little dirt. She couldn't handle him thinking she was a psycho.
When there was a knock on the door, the butterflies in her stomach started jittering about. This was it--the big moment. She gave herself a once over in the mirror--just a quick double check--before pulling the door open. Her breath caught up in her throat when she saw him.
"Well hello, there," Jeremy said, that sexy grin spread on his face. His eyes fell down across her body, taking all of her in, and the trail of heat they left in their wake bothered her more than she thought it would. "Ready to go?"
She cracked a smile. "All set."
Sarah moved to shut the door, but Jeremy held up a hand before she did.
"One thing I didn't mention--and I hope it's no big deal." The smile on his face dimmed for a second as his eyes wrinkled at the side. "You see, I don't drive. I don't have a car here, so I was hoping..."
"Oh, of course." Sarah patted her purse on the side, a tiny jingle sounded from within. "Got my keys right here, I can drive."
The nervous look on his face was replaced for a second when he smiled at her. "Thanks," he said. "I can give you gas money or whatever."
She shook her head. "It's no
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