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Cotton?”  He grinned. Sanders Cotton happened to be the largest cotton conglomerate in the entire Southwest.  He had to be worth millions.  “Just don’t tell anyone.  I don’t want anyone thinking I’m a rich spoiled kid.  And you are?”
    “Sorry.  I’m Jasmine Stanton.  My father is the attorney at law, Richard Stanton, Esq.  I’m sure he’d be glad to talk with you any time if you have questions , even if you are a rich, spoiled kid.” 
    “It would be AWESOME and look really great on my resume if I could actually meet him or maybe even do an internship with him at some point – maybe you could put in a good word for me?”  We both grinned. 
    “I’ll see what I can do.”  I felt like I had known him forever. 
    “I’ll call you tomorrow and let you know how things turn out, OK?”  This was code for “I’ll talk to you tomorrow and maybe we can make some more plans…” At least I hoped so.  I watched him wave and leave, and I sat down.  I sighed, turned on my Kindle and began reading Sophie Kinsella. 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Six
    I read for about an hour and a half and started to get really tired.  The screens were still blaring, but the party was getting quiet. It was hard for me to keep my eyes open and read and I was afraid to lay my head back because I knew I would fall asleep, which terrified me. 
    There wasn’t any screaming, any high-pitched attention-grabbing loud noises or guys trying to act tougher than they were any more.  It was about two in the morning and most of the people at the party were either passed out or making out or worse.  I was alone in the main living room with one person on the floor, sleeping, two sleeping together under a blanket on a chair and a girl on a cell phone in the corner, crying and talking under her breath.  I was ready to go home and wanted to know where the hell Sabrina was at. 
    I looked around the room and decided to just look around a little bit.  There were dim lights on in each room and, at this point, what I hadn’t already seen I was seeing without even any shock reaction at this point.  It seemed like a bad dream, except for meeting Jonathan.  Jonathan Sanders.  Wow.  A total reason for coming to this party.  He didn’t even try to kiss me or anything, not because he wasn’t interested, but because he was totally showing respect.  Unbelievable that, even in this place which I had already tagged an unacceptably immoral place where I would have to suffer through to achieve the education that I so desperately wanted and needed, there would be someone so decent.  I totally lucked out. 
                  I was so tired I was getting delirious and needed to focus.  I wandered into the kitchen where a bunch of guys and girls were making some type of coffee.  I waved and just walked into the room. 
    They smiled.  “ Is that coffee you’re making?  I’m exhausted and I’m looking for someone – about yay tall, blonde hair, wearing jeans and a loose blue shirt, incredibly gorgeous – anyone seen her?”
    A girl wearing extremely short shorts and a T-shirt with no shoes said, “Sure, you can have some.”  She looked at the guys and kept talking.  “We’re making espresso, trying to make a night out of it.  Do you like espresso?”
                  One of the guys laughed.  “I’ve seen about twenty girls that look just like your friend, so I’m afraid I can’t be much help.” 
    He took a cookie off of a plate and then offered one to me.   “Sorry – I didn’t mean to be a smartass – long night.  Let’s get some coffee and then,   maybe we could help you to find her?” 
                  “That would be great.  I’m SO tired.” 
                  “Here.”  He handed me a small cup of what smelled like very strong coffee.  “Try some of this – it’s actually ambrosia latte.  It’ll help wake you up in a split second.”  He