How Perfect You Are by Isabel Fox

Author:Isabel Fox [Fox, Isabel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-31T16:00:00+00:00

23

I woke up the next morning slightly confused. I sat up and looked around at what was definitely not the guest room. Quickly I remembered I was in James’s room. Glancing around, I saw that he was nowhere to be found. I heard the sound of a running shower coming from the en suite bathroom and figured that must be where he was. Not ready to get out of bed, I lay back down and closed my eyes again, fully prepared to snooze a bit more.

No sooner had I started to doze off again, however, than Amber came bursting into the room.

“There you are! Christ, Cassie, give me a heart attack, why don’t you? I was convinced your stalker had found you and was already adding your eyeballs to his collection of Cassie memorabilia!” she scolded. “Move over!”

With that, she flopped dramatically on the bed. I pulled a pillow over my head, both embarrassed and overwhelmed by the sudden swirl of energy that was Amber.

“Amber,” I moaned, willing her to go away.

“Cassie,” Amber replied in a mocking voice. “Consider this payback.”

“Payback?”

“Yeah. For walking in without knocking last night. You don’t generally do that, but I’m willing to bet you definitely won’t do it again anytime soon,” Amber said with a good natured laugh. Annoyed, I pulled the pillow off my head.

“You realize,” I pointed out, “that in order for the situation to be truly payback I’d have to be in the middle of hooking up.” I paused for dramatic effect. “With your brother.”

“Eww, no. Never mind, we’ll call this even,” Amber shuddered at the thought.

“So, who was he?” I asked.

“Some guy from the art gallery. He works there, and we started talking. I showed him pictures of some of my stuff. He was very interested, and we sort of went from there,” Amber said.

“Huh. Well, are you planning to see him again?” I asked.

“Maybe,” Amber shrugged. “We’ll see. I’ve got his number. I’m not crazy about starting any kind of long distance thing, though.”

“You’ve never actually dated an artsy guy before,” I realized. It was true. Most of the relationships Amber had had tended to be with jocks or similarly athletic types. I’d always found this a bit puzzling, since except for her apparent tennis prowess Amber wasn’t exactly sporty. I’d always figured she’d be better off with someone who shared her creative streak.

“Hmm, your right. I haven’t. Maybe it’s time to give that a try,” she mused. For a moment the two of us lay there in silence.

“So you had a good time last night?” Amber asked finally. “I see you’re still wearing your dress. Good to know it still looks nice even after being slept in.”

“Yeah, I did,” I smiled at the memory. “And yeah, I am. It’s not what you’re probably thinking, though. I talked to Jenna last night.” Quickly I filled Amber in on the situation with Robby. She was quiet for a minute.

“Cassie, we’ve got to figure this out,” she said after a while.

“No shit,” was my response.

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