“I know, but he’s taking us
to classes.” “Wow.” She looked impressed and the fell on
top of her bed. “I’m so tired.” “Aww.” I gave her a
sympathetic look. “You don’t have to go hardcore right
away.” “I do, I need to get a 4.0 GPA if I want to get into
Harvard or Yale law.” “We just started undergrad, Meg.” I
giggled. “I know that, you know that, but does Mr. Hastings
know that as yet?” “No,” I groaned and lay at the ceiling. “I
can’t tell him, Meg. Not yet. He won’t want to see me if he
knows I’m 18.” “You never know.” “Trust me, I know. He’s
working on Wall Street, living in a swanky apartment and
I’ve just started college living in the dorms, with a
roommate in single beds.” My stomach tightened in knots.
“He wouldn’t give me the time of day if he knew.” “You’re
still you. He’ll still like you.” “No, he won’t. He’ll think I’m a
kid.” “I don’t know, Katie. I just have a bad feeling he’s
going to figure out you’re not 22.” “I’ll tell him eventually.” I
sighed. “Once we get to know each other better. I’ll tell him
then.” “Okay.” She yawned. “Shit, I’m tired. I’m falling
asleep already.” “Sweet dreams, Meg.” And in response,
she started snoring. The next day was crazy, Meg lent me
one of her dresses and another pair of heels, and I walked to
the station on 116th with a huge grin on my face. I knew I
looked good because I had caught several guys eyeing me
as I walked down Broadway. I was so excited I thought I
was going to throw up. I was going on a date with a hot
man, a very hot man, and all I wanted to do was sing and
smile. I changed trains in Herald Square and then looked on
my phone for the best directions to get to the restaurant. I
got a little lost and ended up arriving about ten minutes late.
I saw Brandon waiting outside for me and his eyes lit up as I
ran over to him quickly. “Sorry,” I gasped, slightly out-of-
breath. “I can’t walk fast in these heels.” “You should have
caught a cab.” “I, uh, prefer the train, it’s more
environmentally friendly.” I lied. I only had a thousand
dollars to last me a few months and I certainly wasn’t going
to waste it on cabs. “I do like a girl that thinks of the
environment.” “That’s me.” “I thought you were going to
stand me up.” His blue eyes sparkled as he surveyed my
appearance. I looked him over hungrily: he looked even
more handsome than I had remembered, with a crisp light
blue shirt that illuminated his eyes and a pair of grey slacks.
He had on flat black leather shoes that looked expensive
and shiny. “Oh, sorry. I got a little lost.” I made a face and
he laughed before reaching over and kissing me lightly. I
stood there looking at him stupidly, and he laughed and ran
his hands through his hair. “Sorry, I’ve been waiting to kiss
you for a week.” “No need to apologize, I liked it.” “You’re
always so honest. I love it.” “I try.” I smiled back weakly,
thinking about the big lie I was keeping from him. “We can
skip dinner if you want.” He leaned in towards me and I
could feel the warmth of his skin even though he wasn’t
touching me. “Oh? You want to go straight to the salsa
classes?” I asked stupidly. “No, I was thinking we could go
back to my place.” “Your place?” I stared at him for a
moment, before it clicked. “Oh. Oh.” I blushed and bit my
lower lip as I wondered what to say. “I don’t have sex on
the first date.” I blurted out finally. “I’m not a prude or
anything, but I’ve always thought that...” “No need to
explain.” He grabbed my hand. “I respect your want to wait.
It will make it more special.” “Exactly.” I nodded in
agreement and walked with him into the restaurant. “How
was work today, Katie?” “Uh, pretty good. You?” “It was the
same. Only it wasn’t as bad, as I knew I was going to see
you this evening.” “That’s sweet.” I blushed. “I thought
about you today as well.” “I guess that’s a sign.” “Sign of
what?” “That we’re meant to be.” He winked at me and I felt
my heart explode in happiness. This was a man who knew
how to worm his way into a woman’s heart. “Ladies and
gentlemen, we’re approaching San Francisco International
Airport. We should be landing in about 30
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