to, very brazen and obnoxious. To each their own I guess.
“Calm down we'll head out soon. We just have a couple days to unpack, unless we want to pull all nighters once we start work.” Her face scrunches in disgust at the thought of organizing the chaos waiting at home for us.
“Thank God, can we go now? I think I've had enough for one night.” She looks to John who just shrugs. Honestly I think he just came to keep an eye on us. He said Boston could get pretty wild.
“Alright lets go, I am pretty tired and all this alcohol's made me horny.”
“Hell yeah, that's what I'm talking about. Let's get you home baby. I have a fix for your problem right here.” He says as he grabs his crotch.
“Really? Seriously, stop. I'm gonna be sick.” When I just roll my eyes at them, Rachel busts out laughing.
*****
Calm down, breathe, calm down, breathe, calm down, I keep telling my self over and over in my head as I get ready for my meeting with Braydon in just a little over an hour.
I've been a nervous wreck since waking up yesterday morning with nothing more to do but unpack and organize. My room's coming together nicely. I love earth tones and my room has plenty. Growing up in the country, I love having the feeling of nature around me. I usually find it comforting, unfortunately it's not helping today.
I wonder if I would be any less nervous if I wasn't so attracted to the man. I try to visualize all of the unattractive men I've met in my life, attempting to calm myself. It worked for all of five minutes, before finally giving up. Time to suck it up and get it over with.
“See you guys later, wish me luck. I'm heading out.” I yell to them in the kitchen as I head for the door.
“You remember the directions I gave you?” John asks as he walks into the hall.
“I think so, they sound easy enough. I'll give you a call if I have a hard time finding anything. I do have the address for the train station you gave me, I'll just put it in my GPS.”
“Have fun, don't stay out too late dear, and don't do anything I wouldn't do,” Rachel tells me with a smirk.
“Please, it's just an interview.”
The restaurant's very classy, with wide spread tables and dim lighting. Braydon insisted I dress casual, so I'm wearing a slim pair of white capri pants, a red sleeveless blouse, that buttons up the front and strappy sandals.
I walk up to the hostess and tell her who I'm meeting, she quirks her eyebrow, sizing me up. “Follow me please.”
He's wearing a pair of blue jeans and a black polo shirt with sneakers. Phew, I was worried I had under dressed. Braydon introduces me to the hostess as his friend Maegan. She and her husband Alan own the restaurant.
“It's very beautiful, I can't wait to eat. It smells absolutely delicious in here.”
“Thank you, it was a pleasure meeting you.”
“You too, have a good night.”
As she leaves the table to go seat more guests, Braydon turns a dazzling smile on me. “Finally I get to meet the woman I've been thinking about for almost a month now.”
If he's trying to make me blush, he's succeeded. “I've been looking forward to seeing you as well, you look much better in person.” Oh crap, I just admitted to seeing him already, which would make him aware of my stalking. If I wasn't bright red before, I certainly am now. “I can't say enough how thankful I am for you giving me a chance like this. I really appreciate it.”
“Any friend of John's is a friend of mine, and you came highly recommended. I called your old place of employment.” I must make a face because he counters. “Don't worry, I didn't even bother asking for Paul, I'm well aware of the trouble he gave you.” Well thank you Jesus for that. “Everyone I spoke to had nothing but good things to say about you. Would it be totally out of line for me to tell you how beautiful you are? If it is I'm sorry, I've been dying to say it since you walked in
Lynn Donovan, Dineen Miller