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she wore flopped over one eye and every few minutes he would push it
back with his free hand. Finally Turner rang the woman up for her order and
waved goodbye. I stepped to the side, letting her walk out of the bakery.
    “Hey,” Turner said.
    “Hey yourself,” I said, trying to sound
casual.
    “How did you find out that I worked
here?”
    “I have my ways…” I said, smiling.
    “So Sabrina told you?” Turner asked with
a knowing grin.
    “Yeah,” I admitted. “We’re having some
coffee down the block and I thought that I would come and say hey.”
    “Oh?” Turner said. “That’s the only
reason why you’re here?”
    My heart stopped. He was trying to flirt
with me again and, again, I was struck dumb.
    “Well maybe not the only reason,” I said
when I finally found my voice again.
    “So why are you here?” Turner asked one
more time.
    I stared at him, losing myself in his
dream like eyes, as I desperately hoped that a customer would walk in. No such
luck. It was just Turner and me, alone. My knees tremored and I sat down in the nearest chair.
    “Look I don’t do this type of thing,” I
admitted, looking at the ground. “I have no idea what I’m doing or what I’m
supposed to be doing.”
    “Uh, okay.”
    Turner was obviously confused and I
couldn’t blame him.
    Here I was, visiting him at work, acting
like a complete freak. I could only imagine what he thought of me.
    “What type of thing are you talking
about?”
    “Dating, you asked me out earlier-”
    “I am aware.”
    “And I said no.”
    “Again, I’m aware.”
    As I looked at Turner I could see his
brow furrowing and his lips pointing down into a frown. Great, I had made angry.
That was a brilliant idea.
    “I didn’t mean to say no,” I said,
finally able to spit the words out. “I got nervous and flustered. No came out
of my mouth faster than yes did.”
    “So…”
    “So I came here to see if the offer was
still open. I want to know if you want to go to the concert with me? ”
    “Sure,” he said and started to wipe down
tables.
    Sure. It was so simple and yet it
changed everything.
    “I’ll pick you up at seven.”
    “Sounds good.”
    I stood up and turned to the door.
    “I’ll see you later okay?”
    “I’ll be here.”
    Then I left the bakery.
    I have have a date.
    Suddenly the words sank in.
    Oh. My. God.
    I have a date this weekend.

 
 
    Chapter
Four

 
    “This is why I never go out on dates,” I
told Sabrina.
    My side of our dorm room, which was
usually pristine and perfect, looked like a bomb exploded. Clothes were
everywhere; on the chair, on the bed, and strewn all over the floor. I couldn’t
move without a threat of tripping and breaking an ankle. But, if I was honest
with myself, breaking an ankle would be welcomed if that meant that I didn’t
have to go out on the date. I was overly anxious and stressed.
    “It’s too much work, too much stress.
Who the hell wants to be this stressed out?”
    “You’re only stressed out because you’re
letting yourself get stressed out,” Sabrina told me. “You need to take a few
deep breaths and relax. Dating is not really that hard.”
    “And you know this because of all the
dates you went out on?”
    Sabrina was constantly telling me how
easy everything was and how I was such a worry wart. But she had only been on
only a few dates herself.
    “Harsh,” Sabrina huffed. “Why are you
being such a bitch?”
    “ I’m the bitch? I’m not being a bitch. I’m nervous and worried and you keep being so
flippant about it all. Maybe it’s not so easy for me and such a happy
experience. I know lots of girls that get this way.”
    “Why? You are top notch meat. Any guy
would be happy to sleep with you.”
    “Sleep with me? Am I supposed to be
having sex with Turner tonight?!”
    “You’re not supposed to, but that’s
usually how dates end, Lily.”
    That wasn’t going to happen. I knew
nothing about sex or having sex. Sabrina knew Turner… And that he