I rock back and forth on my heels to calm my excitement before asking, “One hour not enough?”
Her beautiful giggle sounds down the line.
This is the first time I’ve made her laugh, but you can be assured it won’t be the last.
Chapter Thirteen
Jenni
My head spent all last night striving to convince my heart Nick wasn’t what it wanted. My heart never listened. Not once. I know I’m getting the same deal with Nick I got with Christian, but I no longer care. It's like anything in life, when you’re told you can’t have it, you want it more than anything.
I want Nick.
I want him so much, he makes it hard for me to breathe when he’s in the same room as me. I haven’t eaten, slept, or breathed without him entering my thoughts the past four months, so why fight the inevitable? I only have two months left of summer break before I leave for New York to study Fashion Design, so it’s time for me to have some fun.
No commitments.
No boyfriends.
No expectations.
Just fun!
Before I can chicken out, I send Nick a message asking him out tonight. I’m shocked when my phone rings not even five minutes later.
I laugh when he asks, “One hour not enough?”
I don’t think any time period will be sufficient to get my fill of him, but I’m willing to take whatever I can get.
“Where do you want to go?” His tone is friendly, but I hear the sexual undertone it naturally holds.
With fond memories still highlighting my dreams the past four months, I suggest, “The Dungeon?”
“Okay.”
A grin curls on my lips. I can’t see him, but I can picture him rubbing his hands together. I’m sure he’s loving the fact that I’ve finally caved.
“Can you pick me up?”
When he remains quiet, I begin to wonder if our call has been disconnected. Yanking down my phone, I check his number is still displayed on the screen. It is.
“Nick, are you there?” I ask down the line, suddenly fretful our call only dropped on his end.
He coughs. “Yeah, sorry, I’m here. Bad line or something. I can pick you up, if you want? What’s your address?”
After exchanging details, we agree for him to pick me up at nine PM. My first thought upon disconnecting our call is to share my excitement with Emily and Nicole, but that notion doesn’t hang around for long. Emily has been so preoccupied with Noah the past few months, I rarely see her as it is, but anytime we do get together, she gives me a very stern warning to stay away from Nick.
I understand her concern, but sometimes a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do. I tried to ignore Nick. I never returned a single text message or phone call the past four months, but yesterday proved there’s a side to him no one has ever seen.
I liked who he was yesterday. He was kind and sweet and made my heart do a stupid flippy thing. That’s why I’m going out with him. I want to give him a chance to prove the man he was on our mini-date yesterday wasn’t a one-time thing.
If that is the case, maybe we’ll create more than just sparks on the dance floor tonight.
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I spend my day with my dad and Maria, watching movies and eating popcorn. When it reaches seven PM, I head to my room to get ready for my date with Nick. I don’t need to primp and pamper myself for tonight. My Aunt Dee made sure every surface of my body was waxed and polished before I left her salon yesterday afternoon. She could see what took me a night of no sleep to figure out, so she made sure my body was prepared for when my brain jumped on board.
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