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doors of the hotel.  I had to say something else to her. 
    I followed and barely made it to
her cab as she was climbing in.  I needed a few more minutes with her, but
after convincing her to let me share the cab, I was at a loss for what to say. 
We just rode in silence until we reached my house and then I watched as the cab
drove away with Jen Bailey.  

Chapter 3 – Jen
    I slept in the next morning,
enjoying the fact that it was Saturday.  I stretched my body and felt all my
muscles wake up.  I needed to drag my ass out of bed and go for a swim. 
Saturdays were my days to either swim for a few hours or take a long run. 
Today was swimming for me. 
    I looked over to the window and
noticed my black dress draped across the chair and was immediately taken back
to the odd events of my previous evening and Rylan Daniels.  As quiet as he
was, he certainly made an impression on me…..not sure what kind of impression,
but one that had my brain buzzing with curiosity. 
    I made my way to the kitchen,
made coffee and sat to read for a bit.  I loved reading, but had limited
chances to do it.  At the moment, though, I was having a bit of trouble
focusing on my book.  I needed to get going and burn up some energy. 
    I ate a little breakfast and
packed a bag to head to the gym to do some laps.  On the drive over, I remembered
the stupid date I was supposed to go on that evening and it put a damper on my
whole day.  UGH! 
    This was some guy my best friend
had begged me to go out with.  She and her husband were constantly trying to
set me up with this guy or that guy.  They’d been together since our freshman
year of college and married shortly after we graduated and were one of those
sickening couples that actually liked spending a lot of time together. 
    Sad as it was, I had to admit
that Emily and Cale were a pretty awesome set.  And, as friends, there was no
comparison.  Those two had seen me go through more than a few heartbreaks and
disasters and just kept hanging in there with me.  I rarely told them no, even
when I knew whatever they were asking was going to be a painful undertaking. 
    I grabbed my phone from my bag
and called Emily.  “Hey, girl.  Ready for tonight?”
    Oh good lord, she was all chipper
and excited.  “Hey Em, you not even gonna say ‘hello’?”
    Emily started cackling into the
phone.  “Um, you do know that people’s names and sometimes their faces show up
on each other’s cell phones, right?  Damn, how old are you?”
    “Whatever, hooker.  I just called
to say I’m totally OUT for tonight.  I’m not feeling good.”  No doubt she’d
know I was full of shit.
    “Jennifer Marie Bailey!  You are
NOT cancelling on us!  You’d better dope up with some good meds and have your
ass ready by seven!”
    Shocked at her sudden forceful
tone, which I knew was making her physically shake since she never yelled, I
calmly said, “Em, calm down.  You sound a little crazy, girl!”  I was grinning
as I said that knowing she hated when anyone accused her of being crazy.
    Breathing deeply into the phone,
Emily said, “Jen, you’d better be just messing with me because I cannot tell
Jack that you aren’t showing up.  He’s way too excited about meeting you.”
    See, that was just the kind of
thing that a girl does not want to hear about her blind date.  Eager men are
creepy weird.  “Em, I’ll be there, but this had better not be like last time. 
You knew damn good and well that dude was wearing a toupee and you and Cale
just ignored it all night while I couldn’t take my eyes off of it.”
    That brought on a fit of laughter
from Emily and even had me chuckling.  “It will be better….promise!  Just be
ready at seven.  And dress casual.  Gotta run.  Cale and I are running some
errands.  Love ya!”
    And with that, she was gone.  I
stood there next to my car shaking my head at Emily and myself.  I must be a glutton
for crap like this. 
    After an hour of