his hands stayed exactly where they should.
Wow, Adrienne thought as they slowly moved around the dance floor. This guy knows what he's doing. Her ex- boyfriend Brian hated dancing--the best he would do was rock from side to side when his favorite metal bands played. But Graydon had the confident moves of a Fred
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Astaire or a Gene Kelly from the old black-and-white movie musicals her grandparents tried to force her to watch.
Adrienne listened to the strange language, and the soft beautiful sounds swirled in her head.
"What is he singing?" Adrienne asked, looking up at Graydon.
Graydon concentrated, listening to the music for a second; then, lowering his head to her ear, he translated in a husky whisper:
"Who would have thought,
I'd be so lucky?
Who would have thought
it would be you and I,
here tonight?
Who would have thought
that a girl like you
would be here
with a guy like me?
And you should know,
You should think,
I could love you. . . ."
Adrienne gazed up at Graydon, intoxicated by the lovely words. He was smiling down at her with a serious expression, gazing deeply into her eyes.
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He's going to kiss me! Adrienne realized. And, to her astonishment, the idea didn't completely nauseate her.
She leaned her head back, preparing to be kissed, when the music stopped. Graydon released her, and she ducked her head to cover her embarrassment. She applauded along with everyone else.
"I guess I should get you home, huh?" Graydon asked. "Unlike my oh-so-involved parents, yours are probably waiting up for you."
Adrienne noted the edge in his voice. Did he wish for a more normal family? One with limits and rules? She had always figured he was just like Cameron: uncontrollable and happy that way. If Adrienne behaved like Cameron and her friends, her parents would lock her up and have heart attacks. Not necessarily in that order.
"I guess you're right," Adrienne said. Am I actually feeling disappointed? How weird is that?
In the car, Adrienne once again prepared for Graydon to pounce on her, but he didn't. As he chatted about the club, and Moscow, and school, Adrienne's mind reeled.
What is going on? This is the guy who has tried to grope me every time I've run into him.And now he's being Mr. Gentleman? What is wrong with this picture?
Before long, the car pulled up to Adrienne's corner in Morningside Heights near Columbia University, where her parents were professors.
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"Well, this is me," Adrienne said.
"Can't I walk you to the door?" Graydon asked.
"This is fine," Adrienne said. "Graydon, thanks for tonight. . . . I was, um . . . surprised at what a good time I had."
"Thanks, Adrienne." Graydon seemed genuinely touched by her words. He smiled broadly. "Then I declare this date a total and complete success!"
Adrienne laughed, then slipped out of the Rolls. She waved at Graydon as the car drove away, aware of the gaping stares of the pedestrians. Not too many of them had seen a Rolls in the neighborhood before!
As she waited for the elevator, she realized she was humming the Russian tune she and Graydon had danced to. She felt a little dreamy, as if this had been a regular date, and she was looking forward to the next one.
Oh, my God, she thought. I actually am!
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CHAPTER SIX
totally suspicious
behavior
"S o," Adrienne announced, slamming the metal door of her locker at Van Rensselaer High Monday afternoon, "it really wasn't so bad. I actually had a good time on my date with Graydon." She turned and looked at Lily and Tamara. "How weird is that?"
Tamara stared at Adrienne, her large brown eyes wide with disbelief. "On a weirdness scale of one to ten, I'd say it ranks about two hundred," she said.
"I know !" Adrienne said. "And what's even weirder? I think I want to go out with him again."
Lily's mouth dropped