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"Annabel"-- my mother’s voice rose an octave--"just hu the onset of the usual headache that acco toup and tossed the phone onto the seat

I battled rush-hour traffic across town to et ready After a quick shower, I stood in front ofto decide what to wear Nor sexy, but in this case I didn’t figure Preston and his overly conservative background would appreciate it I decided on a pair of jeans, a dressy green top, and heels, and had just finished with

When I threw open the door, Preston, looking preppie and polished in a polo shirt and khakis, gave ain"

Returning his sain, too"

His blue eyes surveyed me apprehensively "You know, after our first disastrous ht not want to ever be seen with ed to wave my hand dismissively I had to wonder how socially inept he was to even bring that up "That was nothing I’et to know you better"

Preston seeo to dinner, then I was thinking Pacey’s"

I was a little surprised at his choice, but I didn’t let e bar and hot spot right off cauess it was a safe bet for a first date He knew his way around careat"

Once we got to Pacey’s, a waitress led us to a somewhat secluded booth Just as I picked up my menu, I felt a prickly sensation run up lanced up at the bar, I locked eyes with a drop-dead good-looking guy His jet-black hair was cut short, highlighting his chiseled jaw, covered in scruff, along with a pair of full, highly kissable lips Even though he was sitting down, I could tell he was is folded on the barstool His chest ed under the white T-shirt he wore

Over the shirt was a leather vest of some kind I think they were called cuts I had seen them before on television but never in person The cut, with its sewn-on patches, was so bikers wore Before I could stop rin to stretch across his face When he winked atood?" Preston asked And it was then that I had the reality check that I was ogling soe man not five feet from the man I was out on a date with I vowed then and there to keep my attention on my date

But as soon as the appetizer caaze returning to the stranger at the bar Each ti at me The more I took in his bad-boy appearance, theabout what it would be like to kiss him