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take her to someplace fancy just so that he could make her feel special.
     
    Her lungs felt air-deprived. She’d forgotten how to breathe.
     
    She needed to say no. Of course, she did. This was crazy, stupid.
     
    “Sure.” The word came out of her mouth without her realizing that she meant to say it.
     
    His eyes lit and a smile broke over his lips. “Great. About six in the evening should be ok. I will pick you up.”
     
    “On the bike?”
     
    “Of course.” He smiled. “Don’t worry. You’ll be safe. See you.”
     
    He walked off. She stared at his retreating back, not sure if she imagined the entire encounter. Did he just ask her out?
     
    It was fucking unbelievable.
     
    And she didn’t know how she was going to pass the time until then.
     
     
     
     

CHAPTER SIX
     
    Gabby picked out her black skirt that she wore for her interviews. It was decent enough for a date, wasn’t it? Sure, it was. She wore it, saw herself in the mirror, and then took it off. Damn it! She didn’t know how the hell to behave when she was asked to go out for something so ordinary. 
     
    Someone knocked on her door. She opened it a tiny bit and took a quick peek. If it was one of the young girls, she didn’t want to talk to them. Gabby had hugged the secret of her impending date with Nick like a beautiful secret that she guarded with all her heart. She didn’t want anyone to know. They might snigger at her and laugh at her excitement.
     
    She ushered in Willow. “Hi, come in.”
     
    The older woman was becoming something like a mentor to Gabby. She was about ten years older and way kinder than any other woman that she ever knew. “What’s going on? I heard you are taking off for half a day. Mala was grumbling as she got stuck with kitchen duty.”
     
    She wrung her hands. “Yeah, I am sorry. I should’ve planned better. But I...”
     
    “Relax! You have hardly taken off since you came. And these girls are disappearing for days on end. It wouldn’t hurt her to take on the responsibility.” Willow sat on the bed. “Why are all your clothes out of the cupboard?”
     
    “I can’t decide what to wear,” she whined. Walking over to her black skirt, she picked it and held it up. “What do you think? Is this ok for a...date?”
     
    Surely Willow wouldn’t make fun of her. And true to her assessment, Willow’s only reaction was a slight tilt of her eyebrow. “Who is the lucky guy? Price?”
     
    Gabby moistened her lips with her tongue. She wasn’t sure if she was ready to share this with anyone, even someone as awesome as Willow. “It’s...”
     
    “If you don’t want to tell me, it’s fine.”
     
    “No!” She sat on the bed next to Willow. “It’s Nick.”
     
    Willow’s mouth gaped open. “Nick Parker is taking you out for a date? He said that specifically...a date?”
     
    She felt conscious. Had she assumed that it was a date? Maybe he meant to take her with a large group, or perhaps just as friend. “Not really. He just said we could take a stroll along the harbor and have dinner.”
     
    “That’s a date.” Willow pumped her hand in the air. “I knew that boy could move when he set his mind on it.”
     
    Gabby was glad that she was sitting down. Her legs were suddenly too weak. “He said...something to you about me?”
     
    “No, he didn’t.” Willow snorted. “It’s easier to pry teeth out of a cougar than to get information from that boy. But I’ve got eyes, don’t I? I can see what’s happening.”
     
    Her heart might falter and stop from the excitement and curiosity that Willow was generating. “What’s happening?”
     
    “You’ve got a thing for him, and he has got a thing for you. It’s simple enough to see and understand.”
     
    Was it? It made no sense to Gabby. Did girls talk like this? Did they discuss their boyfriends and lovers in such an intimate manner with another person? Were you supposed to analyze each move of the guy who asked you out? Gabby could