Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
“I’d agree to that,” I smile.
We leave the studio through the side door that Samantha told us about, making sure to turn off all of the lights. The car ride back isn’t as chatty, mainly because I fall asleep about ten minutes in while Brick is telling me about a project he’s thinking of buying the rights to. It really did sound interesting, but I had used up all of my energy in the studio doing pottery and having great sex. I am just pooped.
My dream isn’t anything coherent, just a general feeling of contentedness. It feels warm and inviting and kind of like the essence of Brick.
“Tammy, wake up. We’re around the corner from your house.” My eyes blink open as I get reaccustomed to my surroundings. My mouth opens wide in a yawn as I emerge from my nap and stretch out my arms before rubbing my eyes.
“What was that?”
“We’re close to your house. I could take you the rest of the way if you don’t want to walk.”
“No, no,” I respond sleepily. “I don’t want my parents to see you. They’re probably asleep, but you know, just in case.”
“Okay. Are you sure this is close enough? I just want to make sure you make it inside safely.” I look out the window. Since it is so dark, it’s probably okay to drive a little bit closer. It really is quite late for George and Margie Thompson. I think they’re up this late maybe twice a year, one of those days being New Year’s.
“You can maybe stop two houses down from mine. That should be fine.” He seems happy enough with that. I’m not sure if I’m reading too much into what he’s saying, but it sounds like Brick cares about me. It could be that he’s just being a good date, but I’d like to go with my theory that it’s genuine concern.
He stops two houses away from mine, putting his car into park.
“I had a great time tonight,” he offers.
There’s a lot I don’t know about Brick still. We’re on the second week of this whirlwind. But tonight, it feels like he has opened a door for me. I was able to gain a good amount of insight into him as a person this evening, and I hope I was able to return the favor.
“I did too.”
“We’ll do it again.”
“Whatever you say.” I’m ecstatic at the prospect of going on another date with him. This one was better than anything I could have possibly imagined. I haven’t even left him yet, and I can’t wait to see him again.
Brick opens the door for me, and I step out. I feel him watching me until I step inside my house. I creep upstairs to my room, careful not to make too much noise.
Once I’m in my room, I fall onto my bed, giddy with the happiness that tonight has brought me. My phone vibrates in my pocket, so I take it out to see what the notification is.
“A message from Brick,” I whisper.
Thanks for being such a great date. I’ll call you to schedule another one soon. ;)
It’s short and sweet and sends zings straight to my heart. So far, this guy has done everything perfectly to tug on my heartstrings. Even all the weird stuff.
I text him back a thank you, letting him know that I’m waiting eagerly for his call. Now I have to clean off my face and change out of my nice clothes. A shower would probably benefit me, but it’s much too late, and I am much too tired.
I take off my dress, hanging it up in my closet before heading into the bathroom. I double cleanse my face, taking extra care to ensure that all of the makeup is off my face. I don’t want to start breaking out when what might be the best relationship of my life takes off. Once my face is washed, I brush my teeth and then head back to my bedroom.
Getting under the covers, I smile, remembering all of tonight. It was so perfect, and he was so dreamy. I thought I’d never meet someone like him, and honestly, I was fine with that. Being so focused on getting my career kicked off was enough for me. But having this man just drop into my life? I couldn’t be happier.
I’m still not sure where all of this is going. We’re doing the dance of attraction around one another right now. The early stages of a relationship have their own charm. Just like that flower arrangement I made for my audition tape. I don’t know how long this will all last, but I do know that I’ll treasure every second I get to spend with Brick. And even if it ends up being a short-lived affair, I’ll be happy with whatever I can get.