last anniversary together,” I added with a sniffle.
“ It's really not a problem,” he urged before moved over next to me and placed his tiny mitt on the small of my back. Shy Guy had a sudden boost of confidence thanks to Brynn and my flirting. “We can't have you going to your grandparents' – ” He paused.
“ Sixty-fifth,” I interjected.
“ Sixty-fifth wedding anniversary celebration in last year's dress,” he grinned with a suddenly developed overwhelming amount of confidence.
“ I did promise this sweetheart of a guy your phone number in exchange for his help,” Brynn gave Derek one last shoulder pat.
“ It's the least I could do,” I reassured, knowing there was no possible way that I was giving this guy my real number or paying him back. I'd never see him again. The three of us made our way back down to the dress shop.
“ So tell me, Derek. What is it exactly that you do?” I had to know.
“ Ever heard of Plight of Disaster?”
“ The video game?” Brynn asked.
“ I made that,” he boasted.
So close! I fought back a giggle at my keen observations.
As Derek settled up with the clerk, I pulled a scrap of paper from my purse and wrote down my number. 867-5309. And yes, I sung the number to Jenny as I wrote it out .
“ Here you are,” he said, handing me the bag with a very self assured nod.
“ And here you are.” I folded the paper and handed it to him. He quickly took it from my hand and placed it in the inside pocket of his jacket.
“ I'd really love you to wear that dress on our date,” he added patting his hand on his chest, securing my digits against his chest.
“ Of course.” I leaned in and placed a kiss on his cheek. “I'll bring you a check to cover the cost of the dress when we meet up again.”
“ Can't wait!” I felt a little bad seeing his excitement for our date , but then I looked down at the shopping bag in my hand and shut it down.
“ Well, Jessica, we better get going.” Brynn slipped her arm under mine and started to lead me away from our new number one fan.
“ Nice work,” I said as soon as we were out of earshot. “Where'd you learn to do that?”
She laughed. “I've been doing that since my boobs came in. Just because I was rich didn't mean I didn't like seeing what I could get for free.”
“You're awful,” I joked and nudged her shoulder with mine.
“ Please. You loved it.” She nudged back. “And, might I add, you seemed right at home once you figured out what I was doing.”
“ I may have dabbled in the art of deception,” I laughed. Understatement of the year.
“ No matter how we got the dress, there is no way that Tucker is going to be able to keep his eyes, or hands, off of you.”
I nodded in agreement. Not only did I score a fab dress, I was about to bring Tucker Kline to his knees.
Chapter 5
Just as predicted, the restaurant was overpriced and over-appreciated. The tiny portions and fancy garnishes had done nothing for my appetite. I was used to having a rich guy wine and dine me. However, unlike the rest, Tucker was surprisingly easy to talk to. He was uncomplicated and laid back. We'd spent dinner discussing books, movies and music. Despite the lack of sustenance, we had a great time getting to know each other. I even told him a little bit about myself – my real self. He just made it so easy; it was hard to remember that I was actually supposed to be pulling one over on him. He was surprised that I was an art nerd and even more surprised that, unlike most females, I hated chick flicks.
“You're just full of surprises, aren't you?” he asked.
“ You have no idea,” I mumbled.
“ So, what's the deal with you and Nick?” Tucker asked as we drove away from the restaurant.
I placed my hand on his thigh and gave it a little squeeze. Jesus, he was in good shape. “You have nothing to worry about. Nothing is happening between Nick and me.” Right now.
His hand
“ It's really not a problem,” he urged before moved over next to me and placed his tiny mitt on the small of my back. Shy Guy had a sudden boost of confidence thanks to Brynn and my flirting. “We can't have you going to your grandparents' – ” He paused.
“ Sixty-fifth,” I interjected.
“ Sixty-fifth wedding anniversary celebration in last year's dress,” he grinned with a suddenly developed overwhelming amount of confidence.
“ I did promise this sweetheart of a guy your phone number in exchange for his help,” Brynn gave Derek one last shoulder pat.
“ It's the least I could do,” I reassured, knowing there was no possible way that I was giving this guy my real number or paying him back. I'd never see him again. The three of us made our way back down to the dress shop.
“ So tell me, Derek. What is it exactly that you do?” I had to know.
“ Ever heard of Plight of Disaster?”
“ The video game?” Brynn asked.
“ I made that,” he boasted.
So close! I fought back a giggle at my keen observations.
As Derek settled up with the clerk, I pulled a scrap of paper from my purse and wrote down my number. 867-5309. And yes, I sung the number to Jenny as I wrote it out .
“ Here you are,” he said, handing me the bag with a very self assured nod.
“ And here you are.” I folded the paper and handed it to him. He quickly took it from my hand and placed it in the inside pocket of his jacket.
“ I'd really love you to wear that dress on our date,” he added patting his hand on his chest, securing my digits against his chest.
“ Of course.” I leaned in and placed a kiss on his cheek. “I'll bring you a check to cover the cost of the dress when we meet up again.”
“ Can't wait!” I felt a little bad seeing his excitement for our date , but then I looked down at the shopping bag in my hand and shut it down.
“ Well, Jessica, we better get going.” Brynn slipped her arm under mine and started to lead me away from our new number one fan.
“ Nice work,” I said as soon as we were out of earshot. “Where'd you learn to do that?”
She laughed. “I've been doing that since my boobs came in. Just because I was rich didn't mean I didn't like seeing what I could get for free.”
“You're awful,” I joked and nudged her shoulder with mine.
“ Please. You loved it.” She nudged back. “And, might I add, you seemed right at home once you figured out what I was doing.”
“ I may have dabbled in the art of deception,” I laughed. Understatement of the year.
“ No matter how we got the dress, there is no way that Tucker is going to be able to keep his eyes, or hands, off of you.”
I nodded in agreement. Not only did I score a fab dress, I was about to bring Tucker Kline to his knees.
Chapter 5
Just as predicted, the restaurant was overpriced and over-appreciated. The tiny portions and fancy garnishes had done nothing for my appetite. I was used to having a rich guy wine and dine me. However, unlike the rest, Tucker was surprisingly easy to talk to. He was uncomplicated and laid back. We'd spent dinner discussing books, movies and music. Despite the lack of sustenance, we had a great time getting to know each other. I even told him a little bit about myself – my real self. He just made it so easy; it was hard to remember that I was actually supposed to be pulling one over on him. He was surprised that I was an art nerd and even more surprised that, unlike most females, I hated chick flicks.
“You're just full of surprises, aren't you?” he asked.
“ You have no idea,” I mumbled.
“ So, what's the deal with you and Nick?” Tucker asked as we drove away from the restaurant.
I placed my hand on his thigh and gave it a little squeeze. Jesus, he was in good shape. “You have nothing to worry about. Nothing is happening between Nick and me.” Right now.
His hand
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