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“Uh, no. Not a boyfriend. Just someone who accidentally hit me with their car.”
“Holy crap! That’s how you hurt your ankle? Youdeserveflowers then! I’ll let you think for a bit. I’m helping several of the freshmen who aren’t sure what to do during a move-out so it’s no hardship to add you to the list.”
“Thanks. I’ll let you know.”
When a huge order from a local Chinese restaurant arrived later that evening, it was enough for more than a dozen people. There was another note.
Rowan, I can’t imagine you’re able to get around. I can’t have it on my conscience if you starve. Bennett.
Choosing her favorite spicy chicken and a couple of eggrolls, she called to another student passing in the hall. “Hey! Can you take this down to the common area and tell everyone to help themselves?”
Eyes wide, the girl asked, “You serious?”
“Yup.”
“Hell yeah!” She picked up the box and left the room. A moment later, there was a yell down the hall, “Hey, that bitchy girl from the second floor gave us a bunch of food!”
It made her laugh. Putting pillows behind her, she ate out of the carton. It was strange how every bite tasted better than any food ever had before.
The next morning, she was loading boxes with her RA’s help when there was another delivery. This time, it was a stunning gold anklet with tiny stars.
Rowan, it occurred to me that your casted ankle will draw the eye from your exceptional beauty. Please put this anklet on the other ankle to sooth my guilt for this gross oversight.
Bennett
The metal shimmered against her skin. It was the first piece of real jewelry she’d ever owned.
Mexican food of every variety showed up just in time for dinner and people in her dorm were starting to ask questions about her mysterious benefactor.
She re-read his note as she moaned in happiness at the guacamole-drenched steak tacos she’d snagged before calling the other residents to enjoy what was left.
Rowan, I can’t help but wonder whatever you will eat if I don’t send you something. Ramen noodles? Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches? I can’t allow that. It wouldn’t be right.
Bennett
The next day, she made her way to the common area payphone and dialed the number he’d written in his book. “Hello. This is Rowan.”
“Spectacular. What number are you calling from, darling?”
“The p-payphone on the first floor.”
“I want you to return to your room and rest. I’ll contact you within an hour. Is that a good time for you?”
“Yes.”
“I’ll speak to you soon, Rowan.”
Thirty minutes later, a Blackberry cell phone was delivered by a young man wearing a Verizon polo and a big smile.
The moment she had it in her hand, it rang. “Hello?”
“Rowan. Bennett Jefferson. Are you in your dorm room?”
“Yes. Why?”
“Are you dressed, darling?”
“Uh, I’m in a t-shirt and leggings. Why? Is this one ofthosecalls, Mr. Jefferson?”
