Free Then & Now by Kimberly Lowe Page A

really happening or had her imagination completely taken off with her?    
    “Yeah, you two would have a great time.” Teresa involuntarily agreed.  “Well, Millie I’ll catch up with you later.  Maybe I can still salvage my Friday night.”  Turning on her heel she sashayed away not looking back once.
    Amelia had to admit that watching someone like Teresa getting rejected on a possible come on was quiet amusing.  Although she didn’t think she would be the reason behind it.  Why was she behind it?
    “Do you usually go clubbing on the weekends?”  His question was laced with skepticism.
    The question bothered her.  What did he think she just sat home watching old movies and crocheting? Sadly he would be half right, although she wouldn’t let him know that.  “Sometimes.”  It wasn’t a total lie.
    Raising both hands in mock surrender he grinned. “Sorry.  You just don’t look like the-”
    “Like what?  Like the type that wouldn’t have fun.”  Folding her arms defensively in front of her, she awaited his reply.  What she got wasn’t what she had expected.
    “You know, you’re adorable when you’re angry.”  He commended, with a wickedly stunning smile.
    “Oh…err, thanks.  Umm…” Unexpectedly nervous, she tucked a lose curl behind her ear.  For some reason she could not remember why she was so uptight.  His breathtaking eyes were fixed on her making her insides all warm and mushy. “I guess I shouldn’t take up any more of your night.”  She backed up slowly hoping that she wouldn’t say something ridiculous, like ‘want to come upstairs and tuck me in?’
    He took her hand once more, restricting her from any further escape.  “Why shouldn’t you?”
    Her eyes shot back down to their hands.  Although they were the only two around, she could not help but be shocked at his blunt openness.  “You probably want to get home to your fiancée.”
    “What!” He flinched back as if she had hit him. “Fiancée?  I don’t have a fiancée.”
    “You don’t?”
    “No.  Why on earth would you think that?”  Tilting his head to the side he quirked one eyebrow.
    “Jacob Masson.  He said that he wanted to be invited to your wedding.”  Did Heidi hear him wrong?  She didn’t like the way her heart jumped at the possible misunderstanding.
    A strange expression past over his features before he said.  “That’s all you heard.”
    She didn’t miss the way he hadn’t put it into a question. “I didn’t hear it.  Heidi did.”
    Relief past over the other expression on his handsome face.   “Now I know how rumors are started.” He chuckled lightly.  “Amelia, I’m not getting married.  Jake was teasing me.”
    Wrapping her arms around her middle to avoid any more contact, she took in long breath of the night air grabbing some of his scent with it.  “Why would he tease you about that?  I mean it sounds—”
    “I’ve wanted to ask you out.  I’ve been wanting to for a while.  Jake thinks it’s quite humorous that I’ve waited so long to do so.”  He informed casually.
    “Oh!”  Calm down heart!   She coached herself.  The girlish side of her nearly came apart with glee.  The woman side of her did the same damn thing.  “You want to come in?”
    His eyes widened.  “Are you sure?  I mean after what happened tonight…”
    “It could have went a lot worse.”  She stated mindfully.  Truthfully she hadn’t thought much about it since he offered her a ride home.  There should be a break here.  Time to get over what happened.  Only she didn’t want it.  She wanted him.  All of him.  And if now was it she would take it.
    Stepping towards her apartment she tilted her head faintly.  “If you can get impressed over some rewiring, you should see what else I’m capable of.” Turning quickly to the door she hid her surprised reaction at the sexy way she played her own words.  Where did that come from?
    She unlocked the large oak door,