In Strong Hands by Jade Iris/CreativeNative (have you read this book .TXT) 📕

left Dezire, I felt kind of peckish.
I wonder what's a good place to eat around here?
So I put the bags in the trunk of my car and drove around for a while.
Eventually, I saw this nice-looking diner place in a smaller plaza. I got out to see that it was called, Trisha's Delicous.
Sounded cool to me.
I walked inside and was greeted by a beautiful Hispanic woman in her mid-thirties.
"Hi there Cutie," she said with a smile. "What can I do for you today?"
"Hi, I was just wondering what kind of food you have here."
"Well, we got burgers, sandwiches, salads, pizza. Just about everything."
"Okay.... I'll have a slice of pizza .... with fries .... and a vanilla milkshake?"
"Of course, sweetheart, coming right up. Why don't you have a seat...?"
"Thank you." I sat on the stool by the counter and waited.
There was a fair amount of people in the diner so I assumed that meant it was a good place.
Pretty soon, the lady was back with my food. "What's you're name sweetheart?"
"Mikeala Heart."
"Mikaela. That's a pretty name. I'm Trisha, as you probably could've guessed. I own this place."
"How come you're working if you're the owner?"
"Well honey, I ain't like them other lazy-ass bosses who just sit around and tell people what to do. I like to work."
I nodded and tasted the pizza.
"This is delicious."
Trisha smiled. "Thanks, dear. I made the recipe myself."
"Really?"
"Yep, my daddy wasn't a very good pizza maker when I was young. So one day, I was experimenting in the kitchen and I made this weird lookin' pizza-like thing, and I persuaded him to taste it. And guess what?"
"He loved it?"
"You're damn right he did. Next thing I knew, he was selling it at his shop."
"What's he doing now?"
"He past away..."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"It's okay... "
So we talked some more and I stuffed down all of her delicious pizza. The fries and milkshake were pretty good too.
When I was finished and ready to go, she told me to come back soon.
"Thanks," I told her with a smile. She was really nice. I think I might.

It was about four o'clock when I opened the door to my hotel room. I threw all my shopping bags onto the floor and sank into the couch.
California's great, but it's not as fun if you don't have any friends with you.
I thought of Randy...
I would love to tour California with him...
Maybe I should ask him?
No, what am I thinking? I couldn't do that. I'd be way too nervous.
........
My eyelids started to feel a bit heavy...
I kicked off my flip-flops and laid on the soft, white sofa....
....
....
….

I dreamt of Randy...
We were making out in his bedroom.
Of course we were.
My dreams are always about the impossible.
Then things got heated.... (very predictable) and we started touching certain places of each other's body….
And he whispered naughty things into my ear...
And I did this cute little giggle....
And then he laid me down on my back....
And.....
"Miss....? Hello....? Miss.... it's room service....Miss.... are you there?"
.... Huh?
...
"Hey... Mikaela..."
Oh my god, is that...?
I jumped up and opened the door.
The room service guy and Randy were standing there.
"I've been trying to call you, Miss," he said. "To ask you if you wanted dinner."
"I heard him yelling in the hallway," Randy told me. "I thought you were unconscious or something."
"You didn't hear the phone ringing, ma'am?"
"No, no... I was asleep. I'm sorry."
"Well, do you still want the food?"
"Uh, yeah you can put it inside."
I moved out the way so he could pass.
My head hurt slightly....
"You okay?" asked Randy.
I completely forgot he was here.
"Yeah. Just a headache..."
"You slept all through the evening?"
I shrugged in embarassment.
"You must be a deep sleeper." He smiled.
"I was having a pretty good dream.."
The room service man left and I was still facing a gorgeous human being...
.... with my door wide open.
Now Chloe would have said something like, "Care to join me?" and lured him into the room.
But as we've established, I am no Chloe.
Just as I was about to take the risk of asking him if he wanted to come inside and watch TV or something, a woman came out of his room. She was really pretty and had a similar skin tone to Randy's.
"Is everything okay?" she asked him.
"Yeah, it's cool," Randy told her. "I'll be there in a second."
"'kay." She twirled her hair and went back into the room.
"My sister," he said, responding to my curious expression.
"Ohhh...." Thank God...
"You thought she was... my girlfriend."
I giggled nervously. "Yeah..."
"Riiigght... I'll see you later..."
He turned to leave but... he lingered slightly.... then turned back around to me.
"Speaking of later... I, uh... was hoping you'd want to see a movie or something tonight."
My heart was pounding in my chest...
"Um... I'd love to."
"... Cool. I'll... see you around 8:00?"
"Sure..."I smiled at him.
He smiled back.
I watched him walk back to his room..
And without bothering to turn around, he said, "You should keep that outfit on."
…
Then he closed the door.
…
I went into my hotel room and called Chloe immediately.
I guess my headache disappeared because I was literally jumping up and down in anticipation for Chloe to answer.
When she did, I blurted, "He asked me out! He asked me out! He aksed me out!"
"What? Who? Randy?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!"
"Oh my Gosh, see I told you you should go for it! You went over to his room, didn't you?"
"No, no, I fell asleep like two hours ago and then the room service dude was trying to call me on the phone to ask me if I wanted dinner but I was totally knocked out so I didn't hear it and so he came up right? And started knocking on my door and I was so deep into my dream that I still didn't hear him, and so next thing I know Randy starts calling my name and of course I hear his voice, and then I finally woke up and the room service dude delivered my food and then I saw a woman come out of Randy's room--"
"Wait, WHAT?"
"No, it was just his sister. And then he was gonna leave, but he was lingering a little and then he came back and asked me out to a movie! He was acting like he was a bit nervous about asking me too! And then when he was going back to his room, guess what he said?"
"What? What'd he say?"
"He told me to keep my outfit on!" I said, excitedly.
"You mean the super short-shorts and that tie top?"
"Yes!"
"OMG! You totally got him hooked on you!"
"I know, I know! It's unbelievable!"
"You know what this means, right?"
"Yeah, that he officially likes me!"
"No, not that."
I stopped jumping. "What, then?"
"It means.... when the date is over.... and he kisses you.... he'll want to take you inside his room.... and... you know...."
"Chloe...." But she could clearly hear the smile in my voice.
"And you'll get to see if certain things are as wonderful as his face."
"Okay, Chloe.... I get it..."
"Just checking. I hope you have a great time, Mickey Mouse."
"Thanks, Chloe Kardashian." We laughed together.
"See you soon," I told her.
"Bye..!"

After I hung up, I sat down on the big, white sofa and turned on the television. Thought I'd catch up on some celebrity interviews before I got ready for the date. They were talking about Taylor Swift...

Huh... some people say I look a lot like her. Imprint

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Publication Date: 08-08-2011

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