Yes Boss!
which she is
total nerd and a teacher's pe
and tees. Thing is, even though I was a nerd, I had a GPA of 3.6 and I wasn't the brightest person around. I didn't come from money and I w
ion. He was the typical dark haired, blue eyed quarterback of the football team, Nath
al jokes...or making me do all his homework in exchange for a week free of his nuisan
-so-charming new boss, suddenly asked me out to have dinner with
belief, almost dropping the
rd me the first time," h
ed with my hands on my hips, ma
asked, innocence personified. "Ca
sed eyebrows. "Since when? I don't remember being anythin
y for making you work so
just sprouted another head, a
" I had tears in my eyes and my stomach hurt so much from la
l guilty now?" His
me do your homework for an entire year in return for fifty bucks a month and a promise for not har
He had that faraway look in his eyes that people get when they are thinking of serious things. I
on his shoulders, it seemed to ha
ming or not?"
t thinking about going home and cooking for myself made me c
you were a picky eater, were you?"
dinner," I said looking
an eyebrow.
egetables on the side, fried in olive oil, not butter and no Italian seasoning. That's it. Oh! And a glass of
th which was hanging wide open as I
corner table by a waitress who seemed to be gulping down Nathan with her eyes, but Nath
o much pleasure than to my liking. To think that the day would come when I would be protecting Nathan Synclair's virtue, as if he had any, was like looking out the window and watching pigs fly. But I did it anyway.
ly excused herself. And now here we were, discussing my picky eating habits
you're not fat?" It kinda felt like old times, sitting here in a restaurant and talking with my old frenemy, except for the fa
they have a lot of equipment's...people go there
Call me immature but I wouldn't care anyway. And Nathan's face after he removed the napkin was a treat for sour eyes. I was ready to burst into anoth
the place was none other than the blonde haired,