Can I take a rain check?"Strike out! He didn"t let the disappointment show though, and answered her nonchalantly, "Sure, how about Thursday or Friday?...I'll make your favorite and desert." Come on sweet angel, he thought, say yes. Let me have you, let me make you mine.Thinking on this and wondering if she should date just after breaking up with Reed. Didn't people wait after a breakup, to date? Should she? Why not? Reed, couldn't know or care and so far only Reed and herself and now Michael knew. As we converged, I shifted some of my attention to her beautiful face. She looked familiar. We both stopped and stared open-mouthed as we said our names in chorus. This was my eighth-grade teacher. She was always pretty to me, but when, how did she get so hot? Admittedly, she had never worn a tennis skirt to class, but WOW!“Mrs. G? Is that really you? I-I-I don’t remember your looking like ... that!” Though I tried so hard to be cool, I was far from it and my dick was still trying to drill thru. As if he hadn’t just stopped my heart altogether. After a few minutes of stunned silence, I quietly insisted again, ‘I know you’ve been looking at me. I may be bad at getting signals, but I’m not that dumb…’ He inhaled deeply, then let out a thoughtful breath, ‘Yes, Clara. I have been looking at you.’ With that, he stopped walking, and slowly brought his face to mine again. ‘In fact,’ he murmured, ‘Ever since I laid eyes on you, I’ve found it quite impossible to stop.’ My body went numb. I. "Oh, stop, I don't need that. Forget it."I said, "I mean, here I was, acting like that George character you talk about. How could anybody be dumb enough to treat you like that?"She shrugged. "Well, now, George was, uh, had his own unique kind of addictive magnetism, I guess. Astonishing. But, then, I think guys fall for the same thing in girls, too, don't they?"The waiter arrived, a polite, middle aged Chinese man. He took Ronnie's order, and while he took mine Ronnie put an elbow on the table.