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CHAPTER 8

Seven O’ clock seemed to come faster than usual. His phone laid next to him on the night stand and I heard it vibrate. I hadn’t even noticed how many times it had done that today, more than likely because he never answered it. This time he did. I didn’t listen to the conversation because to be honest, I wasn’t really all that interested in who it was. When he had hung up the phone he looked at me and said, "I’ve got to go, but I’d really like your number because I’d love to spend more time with you."

"Okay." I replied seriously considering giving him a fake number because I knew he wasn’t going to call. I ended up giving him the real one and I watched him actually put it in. We both unhappily climbed out of bed. I grabbed my things and started to make my way out.

"Wait." he said before I was out of the room.

"Huh?" I asked.

"Let me walk you to out to your car." he said smiling.

"Ok."

He took my hand as we headed down the stairs and out the door. I opened my car door and threw my stuff in the passenger seat, then turned around to face him. "Well, I guess I will see you around." I said doubtfully, opening my arms to invite him to hug me.

"You definitely will." he replied passing on the hug and kissing me.

Why did he have to do that I wondered? He was making me feel things I didn’t want to feel and that definitely was not the point of a one night stand. Even though I had never had one until now I at least did know that. He pulled me into his arms. "I’ll talk to you soon." he said kissing the top of my head.

"Ok." I replied, "bye." I said as he stepped back so I could get into my car.

"Bye beautiful." he yelled back as he headed back for the house.

As I pulled out of the driveway I went over the night before and stumbled on the incident with Matt and I. Great, I thought realizing that when I got back home I would have to deal with him.

I took the long way home so I could think about what I was going to say, and out of curiosity to see more of California. So I wasn’t surprised that when I got home it was nearly 8:30.

"Where the hell have you been?" I heard Matt ask just as I was shutting the door behind me. "I’ve been calling you all day." he finished irritated.

I pulled my phone out of my purse and sure enough I have five missed calls. I forgot that I had put it on silent mode the night before. "Look Matt." I started trying to sound sympathetic, but more than likely I sounded unkind, "you’re not my dad or my boyfriend. You are just a friend. I appreciate the thought if you were actually concerned with my safety, but you and I both know that’s not why you called." I looked at him defiantly. He sighed angrily and opened his mouth to say something, but before he could my phone rang. I looked down. It was a number that I didn’t know. "Hello." I said into the receiver.

"I miss you already." said a male voice. It took me a minute to realize who it was.

"Aw do you now?" I said sweetly. It was Justin.

"Yes, of course I do." he replied laughing.

"Who is it?" Matt asked rudely.

"None of your damn business." I said covering the mouthpiece.

I headed into my room and shut the door behind me.

"What are you doing?" Justin asked me sweetly.

"Nothing just trying to deal with the jealous ex-boyfriend." I answered.

He laughed and I could picture his smiling face.

"Good luck with all that." he said sounding sympathetic.

"Yeah thanks." I replied sarcasm evident in my voice.

We talked on the phone about everything we possibly could that wasn’t serious, but our conversation was bound to turn serious and it did. It was my fault. "About last night what did you mean when you said we had to leave quick because everyone would know about me?"

He sighed, "well, because of who I am people want to know everything about me, including the girls I’m seen with. You’re no exception. Actually because you are not famous it will be more interesting and probably grab more headlines and magazine covers." he explained.

"Well call me naive," I began, "but I saw no cameras."

"I’m glad you’re naive, but you’d better believe that someone in there was a photographer and they definitely got a picture of us.

"Why does it matter who you’re with and whether they are famous or not?" I asked feeling so out of place in this city with these people.

"To them it matters because they get paid to follow me and get dirt on me for magazine covers. The more gossip they can circulate the more magazines they will sell. People want to know about my life, the good, the bad, and the completely untrue."

"Oh" I said feeling a little embarrassed at the fact that I knew none of this. "Well, I guess coming from a small town doesn’t help my situation."

"Where are you from anyway?" he asked curiously.

"I’m from Michigan."

"Wow" he said "what’s it like there?"

"Well," I began, "its cold in the winter and pretty much California’s polar opposite. People’s lives don’t revolve around the way they look and they aren’t so concerned about being perfect."

"They might not be concerned with being perfect, but I’m pretty sure you are, inside and out."

"Hah" I laughed, "believe me I am far from perfect."

"I guess we see things differently." he said laughing.

Why was he saying these things I wondered? He actually called me like he said he would and now he was telling me I was pretty damn close to perfect. Was I actually more to him than just that one night stand? Even though being here was somewhat temporary I felt like he was giving me a reason to stay. I wanted to ask so many questions, but I didn’t want to ruin our conversation.

"You’re so different from any girl I’ve ever met." he said interrupting my thoughts.

"Is that a good thing?" I asked timidly.

"Yes, it’s a very good thing. Ok you and I both know that last night was not a first time experience for me, but for some reason it felt different."

"What do you mean?"

"Well there is just something about you that drew me to you last night and it is still holding me captive. Something about being around you just feels right." I smiled. "I know I have never had these types of feelings about any other girls." he admitted.

"Wow." I said surprised to hear those words. He laughed.

"I really do want to spend more time with you and get to know you better."

"Honestly I would love that." I replied.

"Good." he said "how about tomorrow night?"

"That sounds great." I answered trying to stifle my excitement.

"How about I pick you up at 7 for dinner?"

"That would be perfect." I answered no longer trying to hide my true feelings of excitement. "Well," I began, " I had better go I have an early morning tomorrow."

"Oh yeah why’s that?" he answered sounding genuinely curious.

"I have my first interview out here for a nursing job at a really exclusive hospital that I set up back in Michigan." I answered.

"Oh that’s great. Good luck beautiful not that you need it."

"Thank you." I said

"All right I will call you tomorrow to get directions. Good luck and sweet dreams."

"Okay I will talk to you tomorrow and I hope you have sweet dreams as well." I said smiling to myself.

"Thank you, goodnight."