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Authors: Melissa Brown, Lori Sabin
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telling time. I love teaching exercise class; we go for long walks in the trails outside or we make up aerobic routines."
"Sounds fun." He chuckled, taking a sip of his margarita.
"It is! It's more fun than I ever expected. Right now, I'm planning the Valentine's Day dance and I get to choose the music. I'm excited about it."
"Oh, look out. It'll be nothing but 80s songs the entire night," Jason said, casually nudging me with his elbow.
He remembered the music I liked. I felt such conflict brewing within me. The butterflies were stirring in my abdomen, just as they always did when I was near him. Knowing I was pregnant with Tucker's child, though, stopped them immediately.
Get rid of those feelings, Hadley. It's not going to happen. It can't happen.
"I do love that decade." I nodded, picking at my chicken fajitas.
"I remember," Jason said before biting into his burrito. "You know, I used to DJ a little bit in college. I'm happy to help if you need it."
"Really?" I asked, stunned. Weeks ago, I'd asked Tucker if he'd like to be my date for the dance and he still hadn't given me a straight answer. Jason was just so…different than the man I was dating.
"Are you kidding? Of course. Just tell me what you need me to do."
His green eyes were wide as he placed his elbow on the table and perched his chin, giving me his undivided attention.
"Well, I do have a client who loves music. Would you be willing to work with him? He could be your assistant or something. I think it'd make his entire year."
"Sure." Jason nodded, still watching me intently.
"Awesome," I said, my heart once again aflutter. I took another bite of chicken just to break eye contact with the handsome man who was just inches away from me. His eyes were pulling me in. I was overwhelmed, bewildered and completely in awe of how he still made me feel after all those years apart.
"Maybe you could stop by the center a couple of days before the dance. I can introduce you to Bryce and you two can talk shop," I said, running my fingers through my hair. Jason's eyes followed my hand as it flowed from root to tip. I almost lost my breath.
"I'll be there," he said, reaching into his pocket for his cell phone. "Let me get your number and we'll set something up."
Once I finished giving Jason my cell number, Auden interrupted us.
"Will you come with me to the bathroom? I need to pee." Auden pushed herself up into a standing position. There was no doubt she'd had way too much to drink. Several pitchers of margaritas had been served to our table and the only one who had been drinking consistently was Auden.
"Of course," I said, standing and walking towards her, offering my arm. She looked relieved as she reached out for me and grasped my arm for support. She was even more buzzed than I thought
"Shh," she faux whispered quite loudly into my ear. "I don't want my mother to know I'm drunk."
I turned back, glancing at her family. Her parents were busy in conversation, her mother playfully wiping the salsa from her husband as he spoke. Maya was checking her cell phone with a furrowed brow. Her husband was home with their sick baby. It was obvious she'd rather be there with them. Jason was sitting with his elbows on the table, still looking my way. When our eyes met, he grinned at me. Quickly I looked away, before rounding the corner to the bathroom. All of the attention from Jason was messing with my head.
Once the door to the bathroom closed, Auden turned to me and placed her hands on both sides of my head. She smoothed my hair down to the tips and a giggle escaped me. I hadn't seen her that drunk in months. Again and again, she ran her hands down the sides of my head, as she stared at me blankly, sweat building on her forehead.
"Sweetie," I said, tipping my chin, attempting to make eye contact with her. She glanced at me before throwing her head back in hysterics. If I had been the least bit tipsy, I'm sure I'd find her hilarious. But, being completely sober and
"Sounds fun." He chuckled, taking a sip of his margarita.
"It is! It's more fun than I ever expected. Right now, I'm planning the Valentine's Day dance and I get to choose the music. I'm excited about it."
"Oh, look out. It'll be nothing but 80s songs the entire night," Jason said, casually nudging me with his elbow.
He remembered the music I liked. I felt such conflict brewing within me. The butterflies were stirring in my abdomen, just as they always did when I was near him. Knowing I was pregnant with Tucker's child, though, stopped them immediately.
Get rid of those feelings, Hadley. It's not going to happen. It can't happen.
"I do love that decade." I nodded, picking at my chicken fajitas.
"I remember," Jason said before biting into his burrito. "You know, I used to DJ a little bit in college. I'm happy to help if you need it."
"Really?" I asked, stunned. Weeks ago, I'd asked Tucker if he'd like to be my date for the dance and he still hadn't given me a straight answer. Jason was just so…different than the man I was dating.
"Are you kidding? Of course. Just tell me what you need me to do."
His green eyes were wide as he placed his elbow on the table and perched his chin, giving me his undivided attention.
"Well, I do have a client who loves music. Would you be willing to work with him? He could be your assistant or something. I think it'd make his entire year."
"Sure." Jason nodded, still watching me intently.
"Awesome," I said, my heart once again aflutter. I took another bite of chicken just to break eye contact with the handsome man who was just inches away from me. His eyes were pulling me in. I was overwhelmed, bewildered and completely in awe of how he still made me feel after all those years apart.
"Maybe you could stop by the center a couple of days before the dance. I can introduce you to Bryce and you two can talk shop," I said, running my fingers through my hair. Jason's eyes followed my hand as it flowed from root to tip. I almost lost my breath.
"I'll be there," he said, reaching into his pocket for his cell phone. "Let me get your number and we'll set something up."
Once I finished giving Jason my cell number, Auden interrupted us.
"Will you come with me to the bathroom? I need to pee." Auden pushed herself up into a standing position. There was no doubt she'd had way too much to drink. Several pitchers of margaritas had been served to our table and the only one who had been drinking consistently was Auden.
"Of course," I said, standing and walking towards her, offering my arm. She looked relieved as she reached out for me and grasped my arm for support. She was even more buzzed than I thought
"Shh," she faux whispered quite loudly into my ear. "I don't want my mother to know I'm drunk."
I turned back, glancing at her family. Her parents were busy in conversation, her mother playfully wiping the salsa from her husband as he spoke. Maya was checking her cell phone with a furrowed brow. Her husband was home with their sick baby. It was obvious she'd rather be there with them. Jason was sitting with his elbows on the table, still looking my way. When our eyes met, he grinned at me. Quickly I looked away, before rounding the corner to the bathroom. All of the attention from Jason was messing with my head.
Once the door to the bathroom closed, Auden turned to me and placed her hands on both sides of my head. She smoothed my hair down to the tips and a giggle escaped me. I hadn't seen her that drunk in months. Again and again, she ran her hands down the sides of my head, as she stared at me blankly, sweat building on her forehead.
"Sweetie," I said, tipping my chin, attempting to make eye contact with her. She glanced at me before throwing her head back in hysterics. If I had been the least bit tipsy, I'm sure I'd find her hilarious. But, being completely sober and
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