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“Yep,” I said calmly.
“Okay, then I can pick you up at your house at eleven-thirty, how does that sound?”
“You know where I live?”
“You’re renting Beau’s house, right?”
I frowned. “How do you know that?”
“Lettie told me.”
I shook my head and smiled. “It sure is a small town. Yeah, pick me up tomorrow.”
He held out his hand and I juggled my phone so I could shake his. It was the same as before, but this time I was ready for it. The jolt of electricity shot through my hand, up my arm, and I savored it.
What would happen if we kissed?
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Dress or jeans?
Dress or jeans?
Dress or jeans?
I looked at the pile of clothes on my bed and winced. Really? I was acting worse than one of my old high school students.
I jumped when I heard my phone ring.
“Thank God!”
I started rifling through all the clothes on my bed, trying to find my cell phone. “Please let it be Sue.”
When I found it, I immediately answered it. “Where have you been?!”
“Stop the suit,” a weird voice said.
“Huh?”
“Stop the lawsuit.”
“What? Who is this?”
“If you don’t stop the suit, you’ll be sorry.”
“Who are you?”
I realized I was talking to a dial tone. Come to think of it, the weird voice sounded like some kind of voice modification device, which only made the whole thing creepier. I looked down at my phone and hit the ‘recent’ button. The call came from an unknown number.
Shit, I’d always known that the unlawful termination suit I had filed against Principal Sykes would be an uphill climb, but this was ridiculous.
“Ughhhh!”
I dropped my phone when it rang again.
“Quit being a baby,” I muttered as I picked up the phone and then saw it was Sue. I noted the time. I only had twenty more minutes to get dressed for my date. Thank God my hair was done. Make-up consisted of mascara and lip gloss. So now it was just shoes and clothes.
“Sue! I need your help. Dress or jeans?” I wailed.
