loving self once the pressures of business school were off his chest. So much for that dream, he somehow managed to get even worse until I couldn’t take it anymore.
Holly huffs a stifled laugh. “Yeah, like him but worse.” She turns to me, reaching up to place her hands on my shoulders. “Look, I was a bitch and I’m sorry. I just don’t want to see you get hurt again by someone who isn’t what he seems to be.”
I wrap my arms around my best friend, hugging her tight. “And that’s why I love you. But seriously, you have to start letting me live my life sometime. I swear, when you’re not playing the part of big sister getting me into all sorts of trouble, you’re trying to be my mother. If you’ve forgotten, I have one of those and she’s perfectly capable of trying to shelter me from the world.”
Walking out to the living room, I grab my purse off the end of the couch. “Now, if you don’t mind, I have an incredibly sexy man waiting out in his unbelievably sexy car for me,” I call out to her, wanting to escape before she can revert back into bitch mode. “Call me tomorrow, okay?”
“Yeah, sure. Be car eful with him, got it?” I roll my eyes at her continued warnings. Little does she realize that every time she tries to warn me off him, it makes me want to dig deeper, get to know him better and prove her wrong.
“Yes, mom,” I yell back as I walk out the front door.
When Dylan sees me walking out the door of Holly’s apartment building, he gets out of the car to open my door. “I was about two minutes from coming in after you,” he laughs as I slide into my seat. “Everything okay?”
I sigh . Do I tell him that Holly told me repeatedly that he is going to hurt me, or do I lie to him? I don’t want to keep the truth from him because he made it abundantly clear he doesn’t like people lying to him, even if it seems inconsequential.
“Yeah, she just kept making me promise to be careful. Since you’re the first guy I’ve spent time with besides my ex, she’s worried about me,” I admit.
Dylan laughs, rubbing my knee as he reaches across me for my seat belt. “So, were there a long line of losers in your life or was he just so special that they don’t trust your judgment now?”
I shake my head. If I manage to get through the weekend without my lack of experience scaring off Dylan, it will be a miracle. “I guess you could say he was a colossal jerk and they don’t trust me out on my own.”
There, just enough truth to appease both of us.
Dylan seems satisfied by my answer as he pulls out of the parking lot. “Do you know where you’re going?” I ask, knowing it was tricky to get to my place from Holly’s because of the way the roads wind between the lakes in town.
(Dylan)
As I drive to Tasha’s house, I try to figure out how to broach the subject of Holly with her. The fact that Holly had the audacity to warn Tasha to be careful around me would be hysterical if it didn’t piss me off so much. Her own list of transgressions is a mile long and I can’t help but think Tasha is in the dark since she doesn’t seem to be the type of girl who would be okay with her best friend being a paid escort…among other things.
Today has been one of the best I can remember. Certainly the best day I’ve spent with a female in a long time. Still trying to delay the moment when I find out if this has been a fun weekend escape and nothing more for Tasha, I suggest that we stop for something to eat. When she agrees, I pull into the Co-op, an amazing little grocery store near the tattoo parlor. We pick out an assortment of finger foods and walk three blocks to a small park along the lakeshore.
The day has taken a toll on Tasha’s ponytail. I’m pretty sure at least half of her hair is now blowing loose in the wind. The setting sun at her back gives her an angelic glow.
Damn, I want this girl more than I should.
We sit there eating cubes of cheese and pieces of cut fruit as if
Holly huffs a stifled laugh. “Yeah, like him but worse.” She turns to me, reaching up to place her hands on my shoulders. “Look, I was a bitch and I’m sorry. I just don’t want to see you get hurt again by someone who isn’t what he seems to be.”
I wrap my arms around my best friend, hugging her tight. “And that’s why I love you. But seriously, you have to start letting me live my life sometime. I swear, when you’re not playing the part of big sister getting me into all sorts of trouble, you’re trying to be my mother. If you’ve forgotten, I have one of those and she’s perfectly capable of trying to shelter me from the world.”
Walking out to the living room, I grab my purse off the end of the couch. “Now, if you don’t mind, I have an incredibly sexy man waiting out in his unbelievably sexy car for me,” I call out to her, wanting to escape before she can revert back into bitch mode. “Call me tomorrow, okay?”
“Yeah, sure. Be car eful with him, got it?” I roll my eyes at her continued warnings. Little does she realize that every time she tries to warn me off him, it makes me want to dig deeper, get to know him better and prove her wrong.
“Yes, mom,” I yell back as I walk out the front door.
When Dylan sees me walking out the door of Holly’s apartment building, he gets out of the car to open my door. “I was about two minutes from coming in after you,” he laughs as I slide into my seat. “Everything okay?”
I sigh . Do I tell him that Holly told me repeatedly that he is going to hurt me, or do I lie to him? I don’t want to keep the truth from him because he made it abundantly clear he doesn’t like people lying to him, even if it seems inconsequential.
“Yeah, she just kept making me promise to be careful. Since you’re the first guy I’ve spent time with besides my ex, she’s worried about me,” I admit.
Dylan laughs, rubbing my knee as he reaches across me for my seat belt. “So, were there a long line of losers in your life or was he just so special that they don’t trust your judgment now?”
I shake my head. If I manage to get through the weekend without my lack of experience scaring off Dylan, it will be a miracle. “I guess you could say he was a colossal jerk and they don’t trust me out on my own.”
There, just enough truth to appease both of us.
Dylan seems satisfied by my answer as he pulls out of the parking lot. “Do you know where you’re going?” I ask, knowing it was tricky to get to my place from Holly’s because of the way the roads wind between the lakes in town.
(Dylan)
As I drive to Tasha’s house, I try to figure out how to broach the subject of Holly with her. The fact that Holly had the audacity to warn Tasha to be careful around me would be hysterical if it didn’t piss me off so much. Her own list of transgressions is a mile long and I can’t help but think Tasha is in the dark since she doesn’t seem to be the type of girl who would be okay with her best friend being a paid escort…among other things.
Today has been one of the best I can remember. Certainly the best day I’ve spent with a female in a long time. Still trying to delay the moment when I find out if this has been a fun weekend escape and nothing more for Tasha, I suggest that we stop for something to eat. When she agrees, I pull into the Co-op, an amazing little grocery store near the tattoo parlor. We pick out an assortment of finger foods and walk three blocks to a small park along the lakeshore.
The day has taken a toll on Tasha’s ponytail. I’m pretty sure at least half of her hair is now blowing loose in the wind. The setting sun at her back gives her an angelic glow.
Damn, I want this girl more than I should.
We sit there eating cubes of cheese and pieces of cut fruit as if
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