I inhaled deeply and sighed when the wonderful aroma of garlic bread wafted up my nose. I hurried up the stairs to change. I was looking forward to di...ner, and not just because it smelled so good. James had already arrived when I got back downstairs. He was in the kitchen helping my dad by putting the salads together. They were talking football, because what else would they be talking about. I heard my mom in the living room, so I decided to not interrupt their conversation and go talk to her.. I think he was also expected to eat black bread, pickles – which he doesn’t like, and drink a gallon or two of vodka. If he’d gotten away by five, he might have been here now, but as it is, he won’t appear until tomorrow morning. So, sorry to say, but I’m your entertainment and dinner date for the evening.”Margo seemed exceptionally pleasant and welcoming. She had the nicest smile and professional look about her. To Amber, Margo definitely rated the adjective ‘hot’. She was a gorgeous blonde,. If I'd known I would be standing in the hundred degree Austin heat for even 5 minutes I would have taken counter measures, but it was too late for that. If the door ever did open my first impression would be a wet, aromatic one. Suddenly, signs of life. The sound of flatware crashing from a counter top was soon followed by a weak , “just a sec.” More clanking. More of the graveled voice now swearing to itself. Finally, the door bolts began sliding open. I lurched onto my toes in anticipation,. On the front, it read “For Mr. Jacob Fielding.”He opened the note. Jan’s handwriting was graceful. It filled most of the page.Darling Jake, Even your impertinence excites me. I’ve been driven to distraction since you walked into the room. I’ve gone to get some relief.Keep an eye on Kevin Sullivan and Jeff Schleining. They like to compare answers when they think no one is looking. If you see them transgress, stand up, clear your throat, and stare at them. They will take the hint.Jake looked over.