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someone after one dinner.” Poppy imitates shrugging her shoulder and fluttering her eyelashes. I didn’t do that. Maybe once.
    “OK. He’s cute. Really cute. And I got jelly legs. Did I really look like that? The way Poppy looks when she hears the name Stefan?” You know when you say something and wish you could take it back?
    To my surprise, Poppy doesn’t look mad. On the contrary, she has that faraway look that means she’s daydreaming about their wedding day.
    “Yes, pretty much like that.” Annabel laughs.
    We tease each other for a while and I’m really surprised at Annabel. She’s usually so bossy and a know-it-all but the mention of boys and she becomes as giggly as me and Poppy. I like this side of her.
    Annabel continues, “Did you ever see Robbie with his shirt off? Now that’s really something. Almost illegal but 5 years from now you’ll be fighting the ladies off him.” This catches me by surprise. I think of Robbie as a (not much) younger brother. “And he’s fast. We were out one night and I saw him move towards a damned Being . Literally came at him with such speed and just punched the guy right in the chest. I bet the medical examiner is still wondering what killed him with such force.”
    I have a moment of unease. If anything ever happened to Luke what would become of Robbie?
    “What are you going to wear tonight?” No prizes for knowing Poppy asked that question.
    “Uh, jeans and that blue blouse I had on last week I guess.”
    “I don’t think so.” They both squealed in unison.
    So off we go to rummage through stores to find the appropriate ‘darrrrrling’ little dress for tonight.

Chapter Nine
     
     
     
     
    “I’m not nervous. I’m petrified. I have been on dates before but not with long legged gorgeous Jason. Who I may either fall in love with or I’ll kill. And I’ll definitely kill his friend. Just not as quickly as I’d hoped. Does it mean I’m crazy that I’m holding a conversation with myself out loud?”
    I look in the mirror and apart from the look of horror on my face, I look good. The girls talked me into buying a red dress. It’s got a plunging neckline that I know I’m going to either be fidgeting all night with or I’ll end up taking my ‘old faithful’ black cardigan with me and throwing that on. Its knee length and sleeveless and I’ve got my black shoes on that I wear only on special occasions where I won’t have to walk too far for fear of death by crippling. I want my jeans.
    “You look beautiful.” I turn away from the mirror and there’s Poppy on the verge of tears.
    “Oh come here silly. I’m not going to run away and marry him and leave you.” I hug her like only best friends can.
    “But he’ll fall madly in love with you looking like that.” She suddenly bursts with a smile. “The good news is his Being will rot with all the disgusting thoughts he’ll have!”
    There’s a knock at the door so we run downstairs and Poppy hides in the kitchen when I open the door.
    “Wow, you look amazing.” Jason says.
    As does he. In jeans. But with a white shirt that would make any washing powder advert proud.
    “Hello Jason.” Poppy says as she emerges from the kitchen. She’s wrinkling her nose, trying to sense a damned Being . “Off anywhere exciting tonight?”
    I can see that she’s struggling to smile. She darts a look at me that I interpret as ‘that’s worse than I thought it would be.’ I smile back at her reassuringly. I can look after myself.
    “Just thought as it’s such a beautiful evening we’d have dinner in the Beer Garden in town. I won’t keep Alice out late but don’t wait up.” He teases.
    She looks like she wants to kill him.
    As I turn to leave she’s right beside me. She squeezes my hand and takes my ‘old faithful’ cardigan that I thought I’d successfully smuggled. Then she darts upstairs. Damn.
     
    It really is a beautiful evening and Jason drives the short distance in to town. Whatever