Home is a Fire by Jordan Nasser

Author:Jordan Nasser [Nasser, Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: XXVII Media
Published: 2015-05-21T00:00:00+00:00

14

TABLE FOR TWO

Kit and I spent the better part of the night at Chesty Cheese planning every moment of my upcoming dinner with Luke. In between martinis, pizzas and a few flying pasties we decided what clothes I would wear, topics of conversation, compliments I should give and subjects I should avoid. We even scheduled and pre-wrote an “emergency text” from her that I could answer or ignore, depending on how the night went.

Monday’s hangover was vicious, but worth every minute. I’m telling you, when you want to plan an invasion in style, you want Kit Lange on your side. Before the war has even begun she’ll have your enemy cozying up to you trying to figure out a way to become besties.

I was straightening up my desk at the end of the workday when one of my students knocked on the door and wheeled in a large rolling rack of clothes. “Mr. Walter? You have a delivery from the home ec class? Costumes for the musical?” Why do kids nowadays end every sentence in a question mark?

“Ooh, yes. Put it in there,” and I pointed to the wardrobe closet in the corner. “Thanks so much.”

I had been drinking water all day, but my head was ignoring the relief and was still pounding. All I wanted was a good run after work, but I knew I would collapse in agony after just a few minutes, so I pulled out my phone to put together a new playlist for another less headache-y day.

“Hey, handsome. Whatcha doin’?”

I looked up to see Luke smiling at me from the door, standing there in his jeans and tight grey t-shirt. Just the man I always wanted, in the flesh.

“Not much,” I smiled, playing it cool. “Just putting together a Madonna playlist for my next run. And that’s not even the gayest thing I’ve said today, by the way. That was ‘Ooh, yes. Put it in there.’ ”

Crap. Kit warned me not to go “too gay,” and here I am, cracking Madonna and sex jokes.

Thankfully, he just laughed a bit and looked at me with a resigned look. “Derek, you don’t have to try so hard. I know you’re a funny guy. I like that. That’s part of the reason why I like you so much.” He smiled. “So I was thinking about that date. See you Wednesday, 8 o’clock? I’ll text you my address. Don’t be late.”

And with that, he turned and left, leaving me with my jaw slightly dropped, my eyes wide open, and my headache a thing of the past.

Luke “likes” me.

And I didn’t even have to pass him a note to ask.

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