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house in 45 minutes to an
hour, alright, ” she says turning and leaving out the office before I
could think of an answer.
    When I
look up Ryan was standing there and he was gazing at me with a look
of pure passion in his eyes. If I didn ’ t know any better I
would have thought that he was going to crawl over my desk and
ravish me right there in the office.
    “ Ryan, are you coming, ” his brother Killian says peeking
around the corner.
    Ryan ’ s gaze breaks away from me and he walks over to
meet his brother, to leave.
    Just
before he rounds the corner he looks back at me and says, “ I hope to
see you later, ” then he walks off with his brother and out of the
office.
    Oh no.
How in the hell am I going to face him knowing he feels how he
feels; knowing I feel how I feel. Anytime I ’ m around him I
want to feel his warm touch. If he ever tried to touch me I would
so give in to him. I would let him do whatever it is he wanted to
me. I know that I have to stay away from him when I go to the
house.
    I finish up the last of my left over
work, then I locked up and left out of the office and to my beater.
As I walked to the garage I prayed that my car would start this
time. The last couple of days my car has been acting funny. It has
been sputtering everyday when I drove to work; and yesterday when I
was leaving it took me like 10 minutes to get her started
up.
    Luckily she started right up. I just
hope that she will the next time.
    My
drive home took me a few minutes. I was lucky to find this small
apartment in Back Bay that was pretty cheap. I had enough to pay my
rent and bills, plus save for the place I wanted to buy. I should
have enough saved up in about two more years. I know that it might
seem like a long time, but I need my own place.
I ’ ve never owned anything. Well anything besides this
beater, but I don ’ t count
that.
    I pull
up in front of my building and left my baby running. It will only
take me 10 minutes or so to jump in the shower and get ready. Plus
I don ’ t think anyone will want to take her, no matter how
much I love my baby. She is pretty beat up. The paint is peeling
off all the doors, as well as the the hood. When I pull off the
muffler makes a loud noise. The right side mirror is barely hanging
on by a thread. I duct taped it on but it keeps falling off. The
bumper is hooked on with a few cords. So I think I will be safe
leaving her running while I get in the shower. I just
don ’ t want to chance turning her off, then her not
starting back up when I come back out to leave.
    After
rushing up to my apartment and peeling off my clothes on the way to
the shower. I quickly jump in the shower and wash the
days ’ work off of me, before I climb back out of the shower
and walk into my room. I riffling through my tiny closet for
something nice to wear. I find this cute little two piece green and
yellow bikini, that I have always been afraid to wear. I pair it
with a white dress that is sleeveless and goes down to my ankles. I
also slip on a pair of green flappy sandals.
    When I step back into the mirror to
see if everything is in place, I take my hair out of the bun, fluff
it, then pin a flower clip in it.
    “ Perfect, ” I say out loud to my self.
    Then I
make my way out the door and down to my car. She ’ s still
there, when I climb in and drive off to the
Callahan ’ s house. Which is about 5 minutes or so away from
me.

    As I
pull up in front of their house I instantly feel embarrassed at my
car. My car is the only one that isn ’ t worth more than
fifty thousand dollars. I should leave. I so don ’ t belong
here. I know Mrs. Callahan was only trying to be nice by inviting
me here today.
    I go to pull off and get out of here
when Mrs. Callahan sees me.
    “ Oh Ryan Honey,
I ’ m so happy that you decided to
come, ” she says as she rushes over to my car and opens my door
before I have a chance to leave.
    I peek up at her nervously, but I do
step out of the car. When I do she gives