Love Unexpected by Anne Leigh Read Free Book Online

I care?” I asked in an exasperated voice. It was really too early to be woken up to insignificant matters.
     
    “Sedona, Chatty Pepper is the # 1 College Website! And, you should care because you’re on it!!!” Her voice was getting loud again.
     
    “Huh? Why would I be on it?”
     
    “I gotta go. Pilates instructor’s back. Check the link I’m sending you right now,” she said in a rush and hung up.
     
    Still laying on my pillow, I clicked on the link that Tanya sent me: www.chattypepper.com . The yellow, blue, and green background of the website’s page was blinding. I didn’t know what I was looking for so I scrolled through the site.
     
    The site boasted that it was the # 1 Source for College Gossip. Beneath that claim was the Tagline “From Hookups to Breakups to Makeups and More, Chatty Pepper’s Got It All!”
     
    Man, this was so cheesy. Who would actually waste time to look at a site like this? Apparently, Chatty Pepper’s 128,000 fans and counting, as the ticker on the top right flashed. 
     
    I kept scrolling, not knowing what I was really looking for.
     
    I browsed through items tagged baseball hotties at Tennessee College, steroid controversy at an unnamed popular university in the East Coast, and multiple pictures of what appeared to be the latest college gadgets and craze. College athletes must be the equivalent of Hollywood celebrities. The site had numerous pictures of attractive males and females who excelled in collegiate sports.
     
    I was halfway through the page when this one-liner caught my eye: Who is this CSUF hunk’s latest mystery date?
     
    Below the tagline was a picture of Zander in last night’s clothes and wait….was that ME?
     
    My facial profile was outlined in the photo. Whoever took the picture had taken it when Zander and I were driving away in his SUV. The camera caught Zander with a big smile on his face. Our eyes were red. The photographer didn’t even bother to turn on the red eye camera function.
     
    I sat up. I didn’t know what the implications were of this photo. It was not like we were caught in flagrant delicto.
     
    I continued reading the gossip item-”The last time this hottie was seen with a member of the female gender - (a link was attached to this)”
     
    The link, dated two weeks ago, showed Zander walking with a tall, beautiful blonde, from Spitzers, a ritzy restaurant in Downtown San Francisco. They made an attractive pair.
     
    I clicked on a few more links. The stories were pretty much the same. Zander appeared with tall, willowy, attractive females. It seemed like he dated a lot. Each date was somehow caught by the camera.
     
    I was just about to press the “X” on the Chatty Pepper tab, when this grabbed my attention. This particular link brought me to an image of Zander that took up ¾ of my phone screen. It was taken on College Signing Day 2008. On his right side was with a dark-haired, older female. Her face looked familiar.
     
    The caption below the photo read: Football wunderkid Zander Zobowski, with his mother, Dr. Haven Zobowski, commits to CSUF, his home-state school, boosting the Mariners’ incoming class. His father, Sev, was unable to make it to signing day due to out-of-country commitments.  
     
    Sev. Why did that name that ring a bell? Sev Zobowski?
     
    Ohmigod! Zander was the son of Sev Zobowski – the brilliant pioneer of Systix Technologies. I was not a tech geek or anything. Neither was I a hermit. I read the news and I watched TV on a regular basis. Systix Technologies powered up the laptop sitting on my desk. Sev Zobowski’s net worth had to be equivalent to a small nation’s capita/year. Oh, Zander’s mother was a doctor? And, Zander was a football wunderkid?
 
    I stood up in bed feeling like I just got shot with caffeine in my system and my body had an instantaneous reaction.
     
    My mind grappled with the facts being presented to me by this stupid website.
     
    Zander, the guy who kissed me