Bo.
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The next morning I awoke suddenly from an incredibly intoxicating dream of him.
“Dammit!”
I mumbled into my pillow.
It was just getting good.
I can’t believe after meeting this guy one time I’m sitting here pining over him like some love sick teenager. I really needed to get a grip before seeing him again.
I have to call Bo, she’s the only one who can knock some reality back into me.
I roll over to the edge of my bed and yank my phone off the charger.
‘3:27 A.M.’
The light from my phone screen burned my eyes. I know I shouldn’t call her this late.. hell she probably won’t answer anyways then I’ll just go back to sleep.
I hit the FaceTime button next to her name and laid down with my phone above my face. My eyes were thankful for the dark screen. After the third ring I was seconds from ending the call when I hear a familiar voice coming from the screen,
“Clover, what the hell could you possibly need at 4am?”
I could tell she had just turned on the lights in her room because her eyes were struggling to stay open. Somehow she still looked like the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen.
“s**t Bo, I didn’t think you’d actually answer.. and technically.. it’s only 3:30”
I couldn’t help but giggle a little as she rolled her eyes.
That was about the only time I felt we truly looked like sisters. Bo is an absolute beauty. She has the most gorgeous thick brown hair with deep blue eyes and legs for days. I couldn’t help but to be jealous of her sometimes. She out grew me almost immediately when we were kids and our 8 inch height difference was solidified in high school.
When we became teenagers our mom confirmed our suspicions that we have different dads. I guess that technically makes us half-sisters but we are two half’s of a perfect whole.
“So I kinda got asked out today and I’m freaking out..”
Her eyes shot open and she sat up straighter.
“No freaking way! Where did you meet him? Is he hot?”
Right to the point as usual.
“At work, and yes extremely.. like so extremely hot I don’t know how I’m going to get through this date I feel like I’m gonna throw up.”
“Clover your so dramatic! This is so exciting! When!?”
“Saturday.. what am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to say? I literally can’t stop thinking about him and we only spent like an hour in the same room.”
“Babe you’re going to be fine! He’s lucky to get to go out with a girl like you! Your so pretty and so freaking smart! You just haven’t been out in awhile that’s why your flipping out.”
She was right.
It had been almost a year since I broke up with my ex. He wasn’t exactly Prince Charming and I was glad to be 500 miles away from him.
“Your right I’m just nervous. What should I wear?”
Blossom knows my closet better than I do and I knew she’d already have suggestions.
“Ok you should keep it cute and casual, I think your white crop tank with that long flowey skirt you got on vacation with me in Florida and those cute thin gold necklaces you wore at my birthday party.”
“Sounds good to me, thanks Bo.”
“Love you sis.”
“Love you more.”
I stuffed my phone under my pillow and rolled back over to fall asleep.
Thankfully, I successfully slipped right back into the dream I woke up from.
The next few days were an absolute blur.
I continued to have nightly dreams of Kieran.
Saturday finally arrived and I succeeded in making it through the afternoon of work without constantly thinking about what was ahead of me.
I gave myself plenty of time to get ready before 7 and put on the outfit my sister suggested. It was pretty hot out so I was thankful for the tank and breezy skirt. I kept my hair loosely curled and my makeup natural.
My heart was pounding while I kept my eyes fixated on the parking lot.
The sun was just starting to set and the amber colored sky looked mesmerizing.
At 6:50 on the dot I watched as the headlights of a big black truck roll in and park by the front door.
I was frozen watching him casually glide out of the front seat. He looked even more gorgeous than I remembered and I didn’t even think that was possible.
His black T-shirt was just tight enough to show off his toned chest and I could see he had two full sleeves of tattoos I hadn’t noticed before.
His hair was perfectly undone.. and so was I.
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