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'Oh, don't thank me. You're a lifesaver, you really are.' |
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'I'd better get ready to go.' |
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'Right, right. Great. We'll see you in a few minutes.' |
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She thought about the rented movies. She thought about Tom. She felt cheated and sad. |
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'It's not the end of the world,' she muttered. |
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Maybe a blessing in disguise, she thought as she headed for her room to change clothes. Keeps me from breaking the 'house rule.' Keeps me and Tom from being together for hours, alone in the house, and maybe things would've gotten out of hand. |
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Maybe I wanted things to get out of hand. |
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God's way of saving me from temptation. |
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Patterson, manning the front desk, leaned forward and smirked when Trevor Hudson entered the station. 'When are you gonna get a life, Hudson?' |
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'I just couldn't stay away,' Trev said. 'I know how you pine for me.' |
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'Your ass and my face, pal.' |
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