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as he dropped his arms.   “Oh my, that…that was…” I stammered.   He tucked his hands in his jeans’ pockets and
gave me a lopsided, nervous grin.   “Unexpected?   Amazing?   Embarrassing?”   “Wow.   All of the above?”   He glanced
over my shoulder and I heard a strangled groan.   Turning, I faced the young girl who had a crush on Grant.   Suddenly, I wished I hadn’t turned
around.   I had never seen such a look of
abject hate as I saw on that young woman’s face.   I had no idea why but I felt as if her hatred
was directed at me.
    Grant placed his hands on my shoulders.   Nodding to the young woman, he said evenly,
“Hello, Brittany.”   Glancing down at me,
he continued.   “Babe, this is Brittany
Snow.   She’s one of my Art History
students this semester.   Brittany, this
is Meredith MacDonagh, my…my girlfriend.   Meri is the head librarian at the college.”   “I know who she is,” Brittany spat.   I had a bad feeling about the young
girl.   Wanting to distance myself from
her obvious hatred, I smiled tentatively.   “It’s nice to meet you, Brittany but…we really need to run.”   Turning to Grant, I looked up at him,
silently pleading with him to get us out of this very awkward situation.   Thankfully, Grant heard my silent plea.   “Oh, yeah.   It was nice seeing you,
Brittany, but we need to pick up a few things before heading home.   We have…something to do tonight.”   “Yeah, I’ll bet you do,” she snarled as her
friend tried to pull her away and out the door.  
    Nervous, we turned our backs on the little
psycho and headed down the nearest aisle.   Once we were around the corner and out of sight, I stopped and took a
deep breath.   “Wow.   When you told me about your little stalker, I
had no idea the situation was so serious.   I imagined a little girl crush that would be gone the moment she moved
on to a young boy her own age.   But, the
vitriol in her eyes is downright…scary.”   “Yeah.   It’s worse than I
thought.”   I bit my lower lip until I
noticed his eyes staring at my lips.   “Well, I guess we should…um…get the shopping done and head home,” I said
nervously.   What is wrong with me?   First
that kiss and now I’m acting like a shy, nervous school girl.   Grant is looking at me the way I’d always
dreamed of and it…scares…me…to…death.
    Grant grinned down at me, his eyes tender.   His hand rose and his fingers brushed softly
down my cheek.   “Yeah, babe.   We’d better get going.”   He held his hand out to me and, after a
slight hesitation, I placed my hand in his.   He threaded his fingers with mine and, pushing the cart, led me down the
aisle.   “Okay, so we need beer and you’re
out of OJ.”   “How do you know I’m out of OJ?”   “Because I drank the last of it right before
we left this morning.”   I gave him a
playful smack on the arm.   “I think you
eat more of my food that you do your
own.   I don’t know why you even bother
stocking your kitchen.”   He grinned.   “You’re right.   Maybe we should just combine kitchens.   Or…”   Confused, I frowned up at him.   “What on earth are you rambling about?”   He grinned even wider.   “We could
always just get a place together.   You
know, combine households, pool resources so to speak.”  
    I didn’t know what to say.   My mouth moved like a guppy out of water but
no sounds came out.   He chuckled and told
me, “Close your mouth, babe.   It’s just
something to think about, okay?”   My
mouth was so dry, I could barely swallow.   I had to clear my throat twice before I could speak.   “Are you serious?”   He stopped next to a beer display.   Placing two six packs of the microbrew we
both like in the cart, he looked over at me.   There was a smile on his face but I recognized the dead seriousness in
his eyes.   I knew this man better than I
knew myself and he really meant what he