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Je
“He isn’t perfect after all.”
“Close to it, though,” Je
Tracy gri
“Absolutely. I promise to pick out the most hideous bridesmaid dress just for you.”
Tracy giggled. “Teal…or, better yet, pumpkin-colored, right?”
“Oh don’t make me gag,” Je
Je
Delectable scents wafted from the kitchen and Je
“Out.” He shooed them away. “I’ll call you when it’s ready.” He closed the door on both of their questioning eyes.
Je
“Why would you want to with a man like him?” Tracy grabbed two wine coolers from the bar, handing one to Je
“You don’t know the half of it,” Je
“Is he as good in bed as he is with everything else?”
Je
“Well?”
Je
“Is he?”
“Yes, amazing, now stop.”
“You have to give me details,” Tracy said, finishing her drink.
“That’s just crude.”
“I want to live vicariously through you at this moment, so give me details.”
“No. Besides, you have Billy.”
Tracy let out a sarcastic humph.
“You do have Billy, right?”
“I don’t know, Jen. He’s been acting downright weird lately. First, he doesn’t seem interested, then he’s all over me and back again. I’m getting sick of his hot and cold behavior. Nothing is going to ever come out of the relationship anyway. We never talked about marriage, ever. I’m just an easy lay for him,” Tracy said, getting up and disappearing. Seconds later, she returned with two more wine coolers. “And he’s just a substitute for a vibrator for me at this point. And a bad one at that.” She opened the cooler.
“I’m sorry,” Je
“Don’t be. At least I realized he was a shmuck now.” She looked at Je
“He can make me hot just with a look,” Je
“His smile could make any woman hot.”
“Yeah, well, getting that caught up isn’t always a good thing. We both have forgotten protection more than once.”
“Forgotten?”
“Haven’t you ever been that swept away?”
She shook her head. “Never.”
“It’s kind of scary,” Je
Tracy shivered and shot a glance at the lake. “You don’t mean that.”
“Yes I do.” Je
Tracy didn’t respond at first. “I would be honored,” she said.
They sat in comfortable silence and drained their drinks.
Steve stepped onto the balcony a little while later and gave Je
Tracy got up and went into the kitchen with Steve, leaving Je
She couldn’t wait to be out of this town this weekend, but she’d never admit that to Steve. Just like him, she thought there was a co
Tracy stepped back onto the deck. “How come you always get the good ones?” she mumbled and sat next to Je
“You’ll meet Mr. Right someday.”
“I hope so,” Tracy said, finishing her drink.
Steve poked his head out. “Di
The presentation of the meal was restaurant quality. A chicken parmesan cutlet sat in the center of each plate, surrounded by angel hair pasta drizzled in sauce. In the center of each cutlet was a small sprig of parsley. Even the salad was fancy with sliced tomatoes, shredded carrots and fancy cut cucumber in the shape of a rose in the center of the bed of mixed greens. The loaf of toasted Italian bread graced the center of the table, surrounded with roasted garlic halves strategically placed around the slices.
“I’m impressed.” Tracy looked at the spread before her. “Very impressed.”
He filled each of their glasses with the wine, graciously accepting the praise. “Thanks,” he said placing the bottle on the table.
Je
Tracy swallowed her first bite. “Oh my God, this is heaven.”
Steve smiled. “Glad you like it.”
“If you don’t marry him, I will,” Tracy said to Je
Steve laughed and dug into his food.
“You’re a law major, right?” Tracy asked as she washed down her food with the wine.
Steve nodded, glancing at Je
“What’s your concentration?”
“Criminal law.”
“Defense attorney?” she asked curiously.
Steve shook his head. “No, I want to put criminals away.” Dimples appeared in his left cheek as a partial smile surfaced.
Tracy glanced at him. “Really?”
“Yes,” Steve said, shooting a quick smile Tracy’s way.
“Have you ever broken the law?” Tracy asked.
Je
“As a matter of fact, I did when I was younger, quite a few times,” he replied, keeping eye contact with Je
“What’d you do?” Je
He gri
Tracy laughed. “Oooo, and he has a dark side to,” she said to Je
“What did you do that was against the law?” Je
“I wasn’t a saint in high school.”
“What’d you do?” Tracy asked.
Steve shrugged but kept quiet.
“Come on, you can tell us,” Tracy pried.
Steve narrowed his eyes and tilted his head. “Aren’t you on the school paper?”
“Yeah, why?”
“I’m not telling a reporter about my indiscretions.” He gri
Tracy laughed. “Off the record then.”
Steve shook his head. “All you have on me is that I admitted to breaking the law a time or two. Hell, pouring that wine for you is against the law. You’re underage.”
Tracy raised her glass, swirled the wine around, and downed it. “More please?” She smiled sweetly.
Steve slid the bottle in her direction, but made no attempt to pour her another glass. His dimples deepened with his barely suppressed grin making both Tracy and Je
“You really are a piece of work,” Tracy said, grabbing the bottle and filling her glass.
“I try.” He winked at Je
“So, have you spoken to any firms about an internship?” Tracy asked, continuing the line of questions.
“I never said I was going to be a lawyer,” Steve said, finishing his di
“But your concentration is criminal law?”