Next weekend?” Amber was right; he was not very bright, but damn he was hot.Brett’s eyes looked up and down my body and he smiled, “Next weeken....” I gave him a quick kiss on the lips and got back in my car and drove through the gate.“We should turn around and just go to Jekyll or St. Simmons,” Amber said in a nervous voice.“Where’s your sense of adventure?” I looked at her in the rearview mirror. “Iif we go to Jekyll or St. Simons there won’t be anyone to pamper us and bring us drinks with. ..” “It’s not a big issue, you know. More and more women seem to be these days.” “Bisexual?” “Yes. You wouldn’t be surprised if you worked with me. Just think about it. Helping a customer try on a shoe that’s often a size too small, your hand curls round her calf and you look up for approval - “ “Noting the knickers on the way,” Harold interjected. “Yes, but also quite often seeing a look in the customer’s eyes that has nothing to do with shoes. More about wondering how it would be to have that. I saw her get in a fight at the mall once. I think that's the day I decide she was the one. Not that I wasn't gonna fuck anyone else — just that when I was ready to you know, kinda settle down, she was the one I wanted. Or someone like her, at least.The Homecoming game this year is against the Essex Senior High Trojans. I hate The Trojans as a matter of family pride. They're the only team me, my dad, my uncle and my grandfather all lost to at least once. And they're the team that broke my. It was some nerve she had, all but shooing him out to take the damn test… and then blowing him off, not so much as a call or a text one way or the other? What was it with women- no, what was it with Ren? Jason had given her ample time, too. He’d worked out, jogged, gotten some work done down at the office, and done just about everything he could think of to soak up the time Ren wanted for herself. What if she’d split, what if it was positive, what if, what if… so many different scenarios.