Chapter2

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The Besties
     It's been ten in the evening when Billy tried to sleep when there was a ring on her phone. She lazily picked ít up and answerc, Caleb is on the other line.
     In a low drawling voice" I just thought if you want to join me jogging at the park" Billy was silent and did not talk for a while.And when she found her voice""Are you serious or you're just being funn?",Billy replied replied.
" Just for fun,  I just thought you may want to join me. Look out the window, You'll see my Harley parked, wait for you to come down" Caleb  fished for a yes
     Billy came to see him in her White jogging suit and rubber shoes.Caleb met her immediately. It is so unusual for him to see a woman so pretty sans makeup. He is so used to mingle with models and muses of basketball scenes. Now his excitement is so different, he is not used to chase a girl, let alone boyish in many ways.
     They jogged. around the subdivision to the coffeeshop. Both of them are both javaphiles consuming at least four rcups a day. And sipping a cup in a cozy ambience is such a romantic  place to spend with Billy in this cold summer  night It's a priceless treat for Caleb. Billy in a state like this  is like a little child in her most vulnerable state. Her innocence adds more to her attraction.  She is a woman in every inch and she is beautiful. Caleb is slowly falling for her.
      Sipping a cup of black and creamy coffee set Billy in her joyful mood. This  tall long haired hunk looking at her with longing is a bonus .
     " Hey Baby Girl, I have a deal to make with you. Take it as a practice  to be a part of a winning team. " Caleb challenged her.
"Shoot! What is it this time?,"  Billy asked
" Let's have a three to make two one on one, I'll check the availability of the College Gym* Caleb explained.
     Their coffee date is almost over when Fiona appeared out of nowhere.
     " Billy, why did you sneak out without telling me? Fiona

     

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