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tomorrow. They’re having a one hundred year anniversary celebration. Families there have handed down their shops from generation to generation--specialty shops selling candy or antiques, and restaurants. It has a lot of charm and it looks over the river.” I ramble.
    “My favorite old fashioned ice cream parlor is there. I used to go as a kid. It’s called Ned Drew’s. Do you want to join me?”
    Honestly? I scold myself, Ice-cream? What have I done?
    Then he surprises me.
    “What’s your favorite flavor?”
    His question floors me. I have to think quick while his stare teases me.
    “Illegally Creamy Cream Cheese.” Grinning, without an ounce of game.
    There’s a twinkle in his eye. “Well, that is specific. Sounds quite sinful. It should be illegal.”
    This playful banter shows the Nathan I want to get to know. Will we go on an ice cream date? Okay, coffee would’ve been more mature, but I panicked.
    “And you want to satisfy this desire tomorrow, Bryer?” he whispers.
    Freezing, I try to process these words he speaks so close to my ear. His heated breath brushing my neck is overpowering. I tell myself to breathe, but that musk scent he wears acts like a powerful pheromone, and it hits me hard.
    “Tomorrow.” It isn’t a question.
    As we approach the end of this intense hour, he lays me on the mat like he does every man or woman, old or young, to stretch me out. But this time, I’m sure there’s something else going on when he pushes his body into mine. We never break eye contact, and my reward is a full on smile that displays both his dimples. My heart skips a beat.
    Before I walk out, he leans close to me. “I’ll get your number from your file. One o’ clock?”
    I nod and leave with the biggest smile on my face. Mission accomplished.
    As I’m walking to my car, my usual aches and pains are numbed by the adrenaline rushing through my body. I have to text Gen.
    Bryer: Just left training. A date, u know who. I feel a creamy delicious treat coming tomorrow.
    Tumbleina: OMG Nathan the sexual lollipop? Spill it, girlfriend.
    Bryer: Ice cream date tomorrow
    Tumbleina: Seriously? Are you twelve?
    Bryer: I know. I panicked, but we’re going to Old Town, St. Charles. It will be fun.
    Tumbleina: K but details after! Way 2 go girl.

 
 
 

Chapter Four
     
     
     
    EAGER ABOUT TODAY , I’m up before my chimes go off. Feeling more excited than nervous, I want get to know the real Nathan. I’m sure he’ll call and arrange plans.
    At eleven, I get a call, the caller ID says unknown. It’s him.
    “Hello?” I’m a little more ruffled than I would like to be. I was going for smooth.
    “Bryer? Nathan James. Did I catch you at a bad time?” He sounds like he just woke up, his voice all gravely..
    “No, I’ve been up for some time now.”
    “I’ll pick you up at one today.”
    “One is fine. Do you know where I live?”
    Right, he said he was going to get my file from the gym. “The file,” we both say at the same time. A small chuckle drifts across the line and I envision that one dimple.
    “I’ll see you then, Bryer.” He draws out my name a bit, or at least I think he does.
    “Great. Bye, Nathan”
    That was awkward.
    I log into my work email to catch up on what tomorrow will bring, but all looks good. No bad surprises. So I take a minute to Google Nathan James. A few things pop up.
    The first link is to Eastside Barbell, the gym where he works, and there’s his Bio on the site. I notice he graduated from SLU with a business degree, impressive. I click on the next link and I find something about his father, Nathan James Sr. Sounds prestigious. He holds a powerful position in finance. I didn’t know Nathan was a junior, that’s cute.
    I find a few pictures of him with women, but they’re all different females. There’s not a repeat in the bunch. I’m not surprised.
    I call Gen to get her opinion on what to wear on my date with Nathan. “What does one wear to such an event?” I ask