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Williams was judging me again, while Abe had a gushy look on his face. The same look my mom and grandparents had given me on prom night, when I’d appeared in my gown (the hideous pink-ruffled gown I was now embarrassed to see photos of) at the bottom of the stairs. Abe let out a whistle of appreciation. So, the sixteenth President of the United States approved of my appearance; that was awkward, to say the least. As I gave one last glance at my reflection in my compact mirror, I hoped Callahan would appreciate my attempt at bouncy curls.
“I don’t think that style becomes you,” Mrs. Williams said in a singsong voice.
“Funny, I don’t remember asking you,” I snapped. Damn, she’d planted a seed of doubt into my mind, but there was no time to change.
When I pulled up in front of the store, I cringed at the scene played out in front of my eyes. Callahan was already standing at the front door of Book Nook . He’d beat me there. Of course, that wasn’t why I cringed. No, there was one major problem that made me grimace from what I could see. The problem had a name, and it was Brianna.
The thought of Brianna and Callahan having a cozy tête-à-tête was what made me cringe. She was standing beside him, with her short skirt and tan long legs, eyeing him adoringly. She had her hand coiled around his arm, and looked incredibly comfortable. Too comfortable.
I turned off the ignition as she continued giggling and batting her lashes; she was clearly flirting with him. Conspicuously, she was trying to get under my skin, and it was working. I wasn’t about to let her get away with that, though. I didn’t know what I was going to do yet, but I knew I’d figure it out somehow.
Callahan spotted me drive up, and I noticed the funny look he’d arranged across his face. Like a student caught cheating on a test, his face had guilty written all over it. Nevertheless, I didn’t want to give Brianna the benefit of thinking she’d upset me.
Getting out of my car, I smiled at Callahan and waved, walking around the back of my car onto the sidewalk. I was hoping I displayed an air of confidence. Callahan’s eyes widened and his lips spread, revealing his dazzling smile.
I’d show Brianna I was the bigger woman and not let her tricks get under my skin. As I approached, Brianna sashayed past and never even looked my way. I tried my best to ignore her as well.
“Hi,” I said, as I approached him.
“Hi to you,” he said. He was blushing slightly. At that moment, he seemed shy and not the confident man you’d think someone with his looks would be. I realized then he had no clue how gorgeous he really was—I was sure of it. I didn’t know if I should ask why Brianna was there, why she’d been touching him and why she’d seemed so comfortable standing next to him, as if they’d been more than friends forever. After all, it was our first date and he didn’t owe me any answers.
First date. I loved the sound of that. Just two simple words, but they had a fantastic ring to them. And with any luck I’d be saying second date soon.
“Are you ready?” he asked with a bashful grin.
“Yes, I’m looking forward to trying the menu at Le Relais . I’ve heard so much about it.”
Callahan placed his hand on the small of my back, guiding me to the right hand side of the sidewalk. Such a small gesture, but an exceedingly gallant one. His chivalry made my stomach flutter worse than it had the first time I’d set my eyes on a fold-out poster of Johnny Depp in an issue of Teen when I was fourteen.
“It’s a chilly evening, huh?” Callahan slipped into his chocolate-colored blazer, which had been draped over his arm.
“Yes, it’s becoming chilly. It’s that time of year.” I smiled.
The restaurant was only two blocks away, so we fell easily in stride with each other and walked the short distance, chatting about the weather and such, all the while
“I don’t think that style becomes you,” Mrs. Williams said in a singsong voice.
“Funny, I don’t remember asking you,” I snapped. Damn, she’d planted a seed of doubt into my mind, but there was no time to change.
When I pulled up in front of the store, I cringed at the scene played out in front of my eyes. Callahan was already standing at the front door of Book Nook . He’d beat me there. Of course, that wasn’t why I cringed. No, there was one major problem that made me grimace from what I could see. The problem had a name, and it was Brianna.
The thought of Brianna and Callahan having a cozy tête-à-tête was what made me cringe. She was standing beside him, with her short skirt and tan long legs, eyeing him adoringly. She had her hand coiled around his arm, and looked incredibly comfortable. Too comfortable.
I turned off the ignition as she continued giggling and batting her lashes; she was clearly flirting with him. Conspicuously, she was trying to get under my skin, and it was working. I wasn’t about to let her get away with that, though. I didn’t know what I was going to do yet, but I knew I’d figure it out somehow.
Callahan spotted me drive up, and I noticed the funny look he’d arranged across his face. Like a student caught cheating on a test, his face had guilty written all over it. Nevertheless, I didn’t want to give Brianna the benefit of thinking she’d upset me.
Getting out of my car, I smiled at Callahan and waved, walking around the back of my car onto the sidewalk. I was hoping I displayed an air of confidence. Callahan’s eyes widened and his lips spread, revealing his dazzling smile.
I’d show Brianna I was the bigger woman and not let her tricks get under my skin. As I approached, Brianna sashayed past and never even looked my way. I tried my best to ignore her as well.
“Hi,” I said, as I approached him.
“Hi to you,” he said. He was blushing slightly. At that moment, he seemed shy and not the confident man you’d think someone with his looks would be. I realized then he had no clue how gorgeous he really was—I was sure of it. I didn’t know if I should ask why Brianna was there, why she’d been touching him and why she’d seemed so comfortable standing next to him, as if they’d been more than friends forever. After all, it was our first date and he didn’t owe me any answers.
First date. I loved the sound of that. Just two simple words, but they had a fantastic ring to them. And with any luck I’d be saying second date soon.
“Are you ready?” he asked with a bashful grin.
“Yes, I’m looking forward to trying the menu at Le Relais . I’ve heard so much about it.”
Callahan placed his hand on the small of my back, guiding me to the right hand side of the sidewalk. Such a small gesture, but an exceedingly gallant one. His chivalry made my stomach flutter worse than it had the first time I’d set my eyes on a fold-out poster of Johnny Depp in an issue of Teen when I was fourteen.
“It’s a chilly evening, huh?” Callahan slipped into his chocolate-colored blazer, which had been draped over his arm.
“Yes, it’s becoming chilly. It’s that time of year.” I smiled.
The restaurant was only two blocks away, so we fell easily in stride with each other and walked the short distance, chatting about the weather and such, all the while
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