Then He Kissed Me by Laura Trentham

Author:Laura Trentham
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9781466889804
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2016-06-27T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The days until their Saturday night date crept like spilled molasses in January even though it was hot enough to fry eggs on the asphalt. A combination of nerves and anticipation had her watching the clock all day. His sporadic texts during the week checking on her hadn’t helped matters.

She left Reed to close up the gym so she could shower. In lace panties and bra, she flipped through the clothes in her closet close to panic. The dress that had seemed perfectly fine the day she had picked it out now screamed “church social” not “fancy dinner.” The rest of her wardrobe consisted of jeans and T-shirts.

She grabbed her phone. Monroe answered on the first ring. “What’s up? I was going call you later and see if you wanted to watch a movie or something. Your brothers are having a powwow about a gasket.”

“I’ve got a date.” Tally hoped her panic didn’t transmit over the cell network.

“That’s great! At least I think it is. Please tell me you haven’t taken Heath back.”

“No. Someone else.” She was surprised, and not a little grateful, her brother hadn’t relayed his suspicions to Monroe. Maybe she’d done a better job than she’d thought at denying her interest.

“Thank God, because if you’d said yes, I would have locked you in a closet until morning. Is it someone I know?”

She hesitated. Actually saying it aloud made her nearly sick from nerves. “Nash.”

Monroe’s gasp was audible. Tally waited for her to spout something about her shock and how they had nothing in common. “You two are perfect together.”

Tally sank down on the corner of her bed, needing both hands to hold the phone steady. “What are you talking about? We couldn’t be less alike. He’s brilliant and charming and nice. And, I’m … well, I’m … none of those things.”

“For goodness sake, for such a strong, smart woman, your self-confidence is crap. Do you need me to come over there for a pep talk?”

“Maybe so. I also need something to wear. Like a dress or a skirt or maybe a pantsuit. He’s taking me to Jackson for dinner. Can I borrow something? Anything?”

“A pantsuit? Unless you want to repel him, I’d go with something he can get his hands under.”

“Monroe!” Tally squeaked out her name. “It’s a date, not a booty call.”

Giggles bubbled across the phone. “I’ve got something that will look fabulous on you. I’ll be over in ten.” Monroe disconnected. Tally lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling fan making lazy, off-kilter circles.

The knock on the door pulled her out of her trance, and she grabbed a T-shirt to pull over her underwear. Out of habit now, she checked the peephole. Blonde hair filled her line of vision. She unlocked the door, and Monroe walked in with a dry-cleaning bag draped over her shoulder and silver strappy heels dangling from her other hand.

She jiggled the shoes on the way to Tally’s bedroom. “I hope you’re somewhere around a size seven and half.

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