Adams on Friday. Nothing could ruin her week.
Chapter Two
The flurries from two days before disappeared over night and the forecast claimed cold, but clear, skies into the weekend. With only one more day until her date with Gage, Kate’s nerves had returned. She had off every Thursday and the thought of staying home made her crazy. She needed to focus her mind on something else.
After careful inspection of her closet, she deemed her wardrobe unworthy and borrowed her boss’ small economical car for a trip to the nearest mall. The long drive gave her more time to think, which wasn’t good, but once she reached her destination the much needed distraction set in.
Kate walked the mall from end to end and immersed herself in the atmosphere. She enjoyed the new shops as well as her old favorites and had lunch in the newly remodeled food court. Many of the new food chains were new to her, and she sampled her entrée from one and dessert and coffee from another.
With her new jeans and sweater purchased, she decided to head home but before she reached the parking lot, she ducked into the new lingerie shop. Once inside, she felt ridiculous for her spur of the moment decision and turned to leave.
“Hi, can I help you find anything?”
She turned, expecting to find a model thin sales representative with a condescending smile, but instead came face to face with a petite elderly lady who had a friendly disposition. The woman was the epitome of what Kate thought a grandmother would be like, and she swallowed her fear. If things did progress with Gage the way she hoped, she would like to have something sexy to wear for him.
“Do you have anything in here that would fit someone my size?”
“Of course, dear. Right this way.”
An hour later she walked out of the store with a black lace chemise and panty set. Her cheeks burned when she thought about wearing the items for Gage, but the sales woman insisted the combination sheer and lacey set showed off her curves in the best way.
She smiled all the way to the mall exit.
Her smile fell when she pushed through the glass doors. Not only had the sun set and the temperature dropped, but two inches of snow covered the ground. The flakes seemed to have stopped falling, but she knew the unexpected powder, along with the vast dip in temperature, could cause many road hazards and accidents if people weren’t careful. She didn’t drive in snow that often and wasn’t completely confident in her skills.
After careful consideration, she decided to attempt to drive home. The hour ride would be mostly on the highway, and if she needed to stop outside of town, she could leave the car and walk the rest of the way. She glanced down at her fleece lined sweatshirt and winced. If she couldn’t walk it she might have to ask one of her neighbors for a favor, but she’d cross that bridge later. With her decision made, she started the trek home.
Twenty minutes outside of town, she turned onto the less frequented highway that would lead her home and sighed. While the busy freeway had melted most of the snow away, the road into town was still covered and it looked like more snow had fallen closer to home. She maneuvered the road at a snail’s pace until she hit a patch of ice and slid off the main lane toward the shoulder.
She realized her options were slim as she stopped the car and idled near the embankment. She didn’t have a cell-phone, most people in town didn’t, and there were no call boxes on the rural highway. At least twenty miles remained before she got to town, so she couldn’t walk it, but driving it might give send her to an early grave. She could flag down the next commuter, but in this weather, she might freeze before another motorist came by.
When she finished the last thought, she saw a pair huge headlights approaching rapidly in the rearview mirror. She didn’t have time to get out and flag them down, but it didn’t matter. The enormous truck stopped next to her and
Chapter Two
The flurries from two days before disappeared over night and the forecast claimed cold, but clear, skies into the weekend. With only one more day until her date with Gage, Kate’s nerves had returned. She had off every Thursday and the thought of staying home made her crazy. She needed to focus her mind on something else.
After careful inspection of her closet, she deemed her wardrobe unworthy and borrowed her boss’ small economical car for a trip to the nearest mall. The long drive gave her more time to think, which wasn’t good, but once she reached her destination the much needed distraction set in.
Kate walked the mall from end to end and immersed herself in the atmosphere. She enjoyed the new shops as well as her old favorites and had lunch in the newly remodeled food court. Many of the new food chains were new to her, and she sampled her entrée from one and dessert and coffee from another.
With her new jeans and sweater purchased, she decided to head home but before she reached the parking lot, she ducked into the new lingerie shop. Once inside, she felt ridiculous for her spur of the moment decision and turned to leave.
“Hi, can I help you find anything?”
She turned, expecting to find a model thin sales representative with a condescending smile, but instead came face to face with a petite elderly lady who had a friendly disposition. The woman was the epitome of what Kate thought a grandmother would be like, and she swallowed her fear. If things did progress with Gage the way she hoped, she would like to have something sexy to wear for him.
“Do you have anything in here that would fit someone my size?”
“Of course, dear. Right this way.”
An hour later she walked out of the store with a black lace chemise and panty set. Her cheeks burned when she thought about wearing the items for Gage, but the sales woman insisted the combination sheer and lacey set showed off her curves in the best way.
She smiled all the way to the mall exit.
Her smile fell when she pushed through the glass doors. Not only had the sun set and the temperature dropped, but two inches of snow covered the ground. The flakes seemed to have stopped falling, but she knew the unexpected powder, along with the vast dip in temperature, could cause many road hazards and accidents if people weren’t careful. She didn’t drive in snow that often and wasn’t completely confident in her skills.
After careful consideration, she decided to attempt to drive home. The hour ride would be mostly on the highway, and if she needed to stop outside of town, she could leave the car and walk the rest of the way. She glanced down at her fleece lined sweatshirt and winced. If she couldn’t walk it she might have to ask one of her neighbors for a favor, but she’d cross that bridge later. With her decision made, she started the trek home.
Twenty minutes outside of town, she turned onto the less frequented highway that would lead her home and sighed. While the busy freeway had melted most of the snow away, the road into town was still covered and it looked like more snow had fallen closer to home. She maneuvered the road at a snail’s pace until she hit a patch of ice and slid off the main lane toward the shoulder.
She realized her options were slim as she stopped the car and idled near the embankment. She didn’t have a cell-phone, most people in town didn’t, and there were no call boxes on the rural highway. At least twenty miles remained before she got to town, so she couldn’t walk it, but driving it might give send her to an early grave. She could flag down the next commuter, but in this weather, she might freeze before another motorist came by.
When she finished the last thought, she saw a pair huge headlights approaching rapidly in the rearview mirror. She didn’t have time to get out and flag them down, but it didn’t matter. The enormous truck stopped next to her and
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