Dear Ms. Valor,
You looked beautiful tonight.
-SA
The notes had slowly progressed:
Dear Ashtyn,
You’re the most beautiful woman in the world.
-SA
And the one last week was borderline creepy:
Dear Ashtyn,
You’re the one I’m thinking about when
someone asks me what’s on my mind.
-SA
I pulled out the small card that was sticking out of tonight’s bouquet.
Dear Ashtyn,
Do you think about me as much as I think about you?
- SA
I assumed SA stood for secret admirer.Made sense to me.I took this week’s card, threw it in the trash, and then grabbed my purse and left to go home.
A few days later, Corey was finally going to meet my best friend, Jaime.
Jaime and I had been friends since high school, and given our crazy lives, we’d rarely seen each other since I started dating Corey. It was hard to get together because I worked late nights and spent my weekends with Corey when he wasn’t working. But tonight, we werefinallyhaving a double date.
The weather was starting to get a little chilly at night, so I dressed in jeans, a black and pink floral halter blouse, and heels. My long blonde hair was pulled up into a high ponytail, and I put on dangly silver earrings and a necklace set.
I stepped out of my room, ready to go, and saw Corey sitting on my couch watching TV. “Ready?”
He sighed and grabbed the remote, turning off the television. “I guess.”
I stopped walking toward the door. “You don’t want to go?”
“I just don’t see why we need to have dinner with your friends.”
I balked, staring into his hazel eyes. “What do you mean?”
“I’m happy with it just being us.”
“I haven’t seen my friend in months.”
“That’s why I agreed to go in the first place.” He smoothed back his blond hair and grabbed his black jacket, shrugging it on.
“What’s wrong with my friends?” Every time I suggested we do something with my friends, he conveniently had to work.
“Nothing is wrong with them. I just don’t understand why you want to hang out with them.”