For Kaila

Girls & Gossip

The door shut behind Kaila and she set the deadbolt. "OH MY GOD!!" The two squealed in utter delight!

"Tell me everything girl!!! How did this even happen?!" Colleen sat on the couch with knees pulled up to her chest, hanging on Kaila's every word.

"Well, he came in to work to buy a suit. I guess Andy's daughter is getting married tomorrow and the airline lost his luggage." Kaila was flushed with excitement. "Oh my! You are ought to see him in the suit..... slick dark black, sharp white shirt, bright red tie... ..The man looks utterly perfect in it!! I made him promise to send me a picture tomorrow from the wedding!"

"Wait.... How is he going to do that?" Colleen asked. "Did you give him your number?!?"

"Yes!!!!" Kaila beamed "He asked for it just as he was leaving!!"

"Seriously?!? Seriously....You mean to tell me Jeremy Clarkson.....JEZZA... Has your number in his phone!? I am just dumbfounded..." then a different emotion crossed her face and Kayla saw it immediately...

"What? What is it? "Kaila demanded.

Colleen knew she couldn't say anything... She knew she couldn't say what was on her mind. What if he didn't call or text? What if this was just the end of it? Kaila would be heartbroken. But even she had to know... She had to see... The age difference the status difference ...could this really happen?

All that she could do at this point was listen... Listen to her best friend regale the story of the best day of her life. Kaila had remembered every glorious detail, down to what he smelled like...Lynx. He really did seem rather fond of her.  He was much more down to Earth than anyone would expect after seeing him on the show! Maybe...just maybe this could work?

MEANWHILE....in a hotel suite at the Savoy...

Jeremy fidgeted. 

He wandered aimlessly about the room picking things up and setting them down at random. What is it about her...I buy a suit and she invades my head? I don't get it. I spent the entire afternoon with her, in her company, and she was....whats the word for it.....enchanting. 

She was gracious and generous.  She was honestly interested in what I had to say; I was, in fact, interested in everything about her.  She didn't want anything from me....not money, not to be seen with me. She was just easy to be around....

Jeremy found himself wanting more, and rather was rather scared by that.

Well, he pondered.....I do have her number...I could text her. But I don't want to sound needy and scare her off. He poured himself another stiff drink and settled into bed for a night of dreams filled with her beautiful eyes staring up at him and the wind tossing the hair against her face.