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made up some story about her
and Hunter going out on a date. Whew! I felt like a couple of
bullets had been dodged with Mila and Chelsea staying out of the
way. Those girls were all sorts of inappropriate and they’d have no
problems displaying their atrocious behavior when they deemed
necessary. I wanted to keep my rendezvous with Jason a secret from
my parents, and somehow, having those two around, I was certain it
would come out.
    I showered, got out and tamed my mop with
some mousse and hairspray--making sure to keep my hair curly
because I knew how much Jason liked it. I wandered into my bedroom,
praying the conversation in the living room was one that was
amicable. Skinny jeans, my red strapless top, and Rainbow sandals
seemed appropriate for Woody’s -- after all, it was a college
hangout. A spritz of perfume and a light touch of lip gloss and I
was ready to go.
    Me excitement to ride in Jason's truck
bordered on juvenile, but I couldn’t contain it. The truck excited
me in so many ways. Not only was it brand new, but Jason looked
even more delicious driving it—as if that were even possible. My
parents and Ryan followed behind us, and I had questions about what
took place while I was in the shower and getting ready to go.
    "So, what were you and my family talking
about while I was showering?"
    "Some secrets can't be told Cara," he gave a
wicked grin while keeping his eyes on the road ahead.
    "Jason! Seriously! As you can see, having you
around my parents is nerve wracking for me. What did you guys
discuss?"
    "Well, if you must know, we talked about
y'all. They were telling me how long you’ve been playing ball, why
you chose SSDU, and just them. Nothin’ to get rattled about." He
paused for a moment and glanced over at me. "Why are you so nervous
about me being around your parents? Do you think I’m going to tell
our big secret?"
    I looked deep into his eyes, and could see
the hurt. "No. Of course not. I am just…" I struggled to find the
right words, trying desperately not to offend him. "… just hoping
to always have my parents' approval, so I want to make sure things
go smoothly, that’s all."
    "Cara, you can't always seek out your
parents' approval, especially at 21." His voice was laced with
irritation.
    "Well, I know that, but it's not that easy
for me. They worry about me, and I want to do my part to alleviate
that stress for them. Can you please understand that?"
    He looked at me with wearisome eyes, and I
knew he thought my reluctance to have him around my parents was
personal.
    A few moments later we arrived at Woody’s.
Jason took my hand and looked deep into my eyes.
    "Cara, I know we are very new, but I don't
want any secrets between us. You need to trust me, and I need to be
able to do the same."
    I sensed tears welling up in my eyes, so to
lighten the load I referred back to his earlier statement.
    "I thought some secrets couldn't be told?" I
gave him a smile, and he kissed my hand.
     
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    Woody’s was buzzing with people. It was a
Friday afternoon, and the college scene was out in full force.
There were televisions broadcasting baseball and basketball games,
beer flowing and pizza being inhaled by the slice. We took a table
near the back and Jason immediately ordered three pitchers of
beer.
    Ryan and Jason seemed to have warmed up to
one another, and I learned something new about my Southern gent; he
was the same age as my big brother. Call it backwards dating, but
that was exactly what it was -- fuck first, learn miniscule things
about one another later. Jason told my family that he had no desire
to go to college straight out of high school, so he waited a few
years, and now, at 26, he was finally going to graduate with his
Bachelor of Arts in Business Accounting. My dad stared
inquisitively while downing beer and I feared that the machine was
about to be turned on – and sadly, I wasn’t wrong.
    "So Jason, what were you doing in the
meantime, while you were out of school?"
    Jason