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shrugged. Her pulse did its erratic dance, a new habit that occurred whenever she thought about the tall, sleek, arrogant man.
    “Don’t you want him? Lots of women want him, although I don’t understand why they seem addicted to his negative personality.”
    “I think this conversation doesn’t need to continue.” Naomi pushed Chantelle out the door.
    “Are you embarrassed? You need to become a modern woman. Say what’s on your mind. If you feel the needto be with a certain man, then you should tell him, go after him. All this courtship stuff is for the old folks.”
    “Your dating habits are scary,” Naomi said with warning in her voice.
    “No, I’m being practical. If you wait or play games, you might end up being alone for a long time. Nothing wrong with being single, but why not have some fun while you’re at it? I’m inviting a bunch of old boyfriends and potential ones. I decide who will be next.”
    “Alrighty, then.” Naomi got into the car. Even with her sorority sisters, she didn’t have to worry about their dating habits. Not that she considered herself a prude, but she’d like to have some conversation, some romance before going to bed with someone. She didn’t believe it had to take a certain amount of time before something physical happened but according to Chantelle’s theory, a one-night stand was not a bad thing.
    “Back to my brother. Don’t you want him?”
    “I am not going to answer you. And I’m not going to talk about your brother.”
    “I know he irritates you, but he’s not bad-looking. Plus I’ve seen him check you out. Boy, does he like to look at your butt. Every time you walked by, he’d look at you like you were a mouthwatering piece of chocolate.”
    Naomi blushed in waves, growing hotter and hotter. She couldn’t adjust fast enough to Chantelle’s candor, but she also couldn’t react to the fact that Zack was checking her out.
    “Plus the way he had you in a lip lock the other day, I was sure that you’d jump his bones by now.”
    Naomi opened her mouth to respond but closed it, deciding that she had no defense for her action andcertainly no defense for her reaction that she couldn’t wipe that moment from memory.
    Jumping Zack’s bones filled her thoughts.

Chapter Five
    F riday arrived with an unusual burst of warm weather for October. The sun had center stage without clouds to mar its luminous presence.
    Several long tables and benches covered the back lawn. Balloons decorated the porch where the pizza and other food items would be. The visible signs of a party in full effect.
    Naomi had seen Chantelle’s RSVP list. There was no way that everyone would stay outdoors. Her mother fussed but seemed to have caught Chantelle’s giddiness, which defied logical discussion. And despite it all, Naomi looked forward to meeting her young friend’s peers.
    “Chantelle Keathley, what are you wearing?”
    “Oh, please don’t make a big deal, Mom. It’s not like I’m wearing some skanky top or something.”
    “That could be debated.” Frannie frowned as Chantelle sauntered past her.
    Naomi would have loved to warn Frannie that her daughter had a tattoo on her hip. She’d seen the star when Chantelle modeled low-slung jeans. The cropped top was a deliberate addition so that the tat could play peek-a-boo. If she’d worn such a thing, her grandmother would have hit the roof, college girl or not. She remembered when in her freshman year of high school she got a friend to give her a second piercing in her ear what a big deal was made. Her grandfather had to intervene on her behalf. Otherwise, her grandmother would have made her take out the stud and allowed the hole to close.
    Chantelle pulled out her cell phone and read the display window. “Looks like Stan and Brie are here.”
    Naomi didn’t have to wait long before a mismatched couple emerged from the side of the house. Stan had the look of a dark Italian male model, while Brie was a very petite Asian girl