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)
11
Tammy
I can’t believe Brick actually asked me out on a date. I never in a million years thought he would do that. I had played out how the confrontation with him could possibly, and I came up with many different versions in my head. Not one of those scenarios involved being asked out and me saying yes.
When I was leaving his office, I did my best not to act like a complete fool, but I bumped my fat ass straight into his coat rack, almost bringing the whole thing down. Luckily, some higher power was on my side because the whole thing didn’t fall to the ground.
I did end up looking like a fucking fool, though. I didn’t even wait to see if he would say anything; I just up and left. Often, the type of confrontation I’m best at is no confrontation at all.
Once I left his office, I drove myself home so I could properly celebrate. I was so fucking excited. No one as hot as Brick has ever given me a second look before. I rarely even get a second glance, and that can definitely be a confidence killer. I just don’t think I’m worth it, really.
But Brick acts like I am. He actually wants to spend time with me. By handing me those tapes, he put all of the power back in my hands and gave me a choice with zero strings. That really means a lot to me. He might actually be a genuinely nice person.
“So, where is he taking you?” Mamie asks over the speaker phone. My parents are downstairs, so they won’t hear any of this conversation, thankfully. I don’t plan on telling them about Brick and me anytime soon. I’m not sure exactly how they will react, but I have a feeling it won’t be positive. And at this point, our relationship is in the early stages. Who knows where it will go or if we’ll even become a couple?
“I don’t know. He said that it’s kind of far from here, but that’s all he would tell me. He’s trying to surprise me, I guess.”
“Oh, that’s so exciting! He’s putting so much effort into it.” That’s true. He really is doing a lot. I had no hand in planning this date. “Ugh, I love a man who tries.” Mamie’s dates tend to be on the low effort side. I get many a late-night call regarding how useless the men she dates are, but I don’t mind.
“He really is doing everything. All I have to do is show up.” I also want to look good and impress him, which is why I am focusing so hard on my outfit.
“So you have no idea? He didn’t give you any hints?”
“No,” I shake my head. “His lips were sealed. I tried everything I could, but I couldn’t convince him to tell the smallest detail. He said it would ruin the surprise if he did.”
“He sounds like a bit of a romantic, going to all of this trouble to take you out.”
“Oh, I don’t know. I don’t know too much about him, but I’m excited to learn more.” I’ve never imagined Brick as the romantic type. Admittedly, I don’t know much about him, but I never saw him as the type.
I’m standing in front of my full-length mirror, trying to choose between two dresses. One is the classic little black dress, and the other is a longer, bright red number. I like both of them a lot, but I don’t know which one would work best for tonight.
“Have you chosen what you’re going to wear?”
“I’m stuck between two dresses. Since I don’t know where we’re going, I’m not sure which one will work better.”
“Well, what are the two options?”
“My bright red one and my little black dress.”
“Oh, the little black one,” Mamie answers without a second of hesitation. It’s like she just knows. “You want this guy to see your sexy legs.”
“You think so?” I ask. I look down at my legs, which are currently covered in super loose-fitting PJs. I’ve never seen them as particularly sexy, but if Mamie says I should show them, I trust her advice.
“Yes, girl! Drive him wild with exposed skin. Make this man want you. Make him weak in the knees!” I laugh at Mamie’s enthusiasm. She is a one-woman hype team. If I ever need cheering up, she is the one to do it.
“Do you have any plans tonight?” I ask while pulling my shirt over my head.
“I was going to see Coby, but I’m getting bored with him. It was fun in the beginning, but then we started trying to have actual conversations, and we just have nothing in common. He doesn’t even like museums. How can I hang out with a guy who doesn’t like museums?”
“Oh, that would never work.” Mamie was a fine art major. A man who doesn’t appreciate art could never keep her attention for long. No wonder building a deeper relationship with this guy didn’t work out. “So you’re going to stay home tonight?”