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Lexi:I’m thoroughly disappointed.
TJ:I’m aiming at disappointing you before we date. That way I can only go up from here.
Lexi:Good strategy. One not taken by my last five dates. Let me assure you. I think they stopped at merely trying to disappoint me.
TJ:When I take you out, it will not resemble those dates at all. Can I take you out?
Lexi:I think so. Soon. I know I’m making you wait, and I’m sorry.
TJ:Take your time. From what I can tell, you’re very much worth the wait.
Lexi:I’d better go since I’m now officially blushing.
TJ:That’s something I’d like to see. Have a good rest of your weekend, Lexi.
Lexi:You too. (And you would definitely not want to see me blush … it’s more like an explosion of color than anything demure.)
TJ:I’m a guy. Did I mention that? I love explosions of all sorts.
Lexi:Okay, then. Good to know.
TJ:I’ll text you soon.
Lexi:Sounds good.
I set the phone down and can’t believe the smile across my face. No one makes me smile like that. No one but Trevor. I know I barely know TJ, but I have a good feeling. I scroll back through our texts and reread them a few times.
Trevor comes to the door and walks in.
“What’s got you smiling so big?”
I shove my phone under a couch pillow and stand up.
“Nothing. Nothing at all.”
38
Trevor
It’s Felicia’s wedding day. My sister’s in the wedding, so Mom and Dad are on grandchild duty, which means I’ll be pitching in once we’re at the actual wedding.
I offered to drive Lexi to the venue at McNabb’s farm. She has to arrive early. I just want time with her, and I’ll take it any way I can get it. The past few weeks she’s been reaching out to TJ more, even flirting with him … or me, but not really me. And, in the meantime she’s been giving me a slight cold shoulder in person. I miss her.
I take one more look at myself in the mirror before I head out the door. I’m wearing a blue dress shirt under my dark grey suit. I’ve got a tie with varied colors of blues and greens in it. From what Lexi told me, the dress she’s wearing has blues and greens. I thought we could match. She keeps saying she looks like a human peacock. I haven’t seen the dress yet, but I’m sure it can’t be that bad.
I walk over and knock on her door. She cracks the door open and peeks through only a sliver of space, so I only see part of her face.
“Hi, Trev.”
“Hey, Lex. Are you planning on opening the door and coming out?”
“Maybe.”
“What’s wrong?” I ask as she opens the door more fully and I get an eyeful of … well … of peacock.
Lexi’s dress goes from dark blue and purplish at the bottom, morphing into various shades of greens in an hombre blend that ends at a turquoise bodice. The print set on top of the green at Lexi’s waistline has what looks like oval shaped eyes resembling the marks on a peacock feather. But then actual feathers extend off the sides near Lexi’s waist and hips and a few peek over her shoulders. And, not merely a feather or two. She’s sporting a plume.
Just wow.
