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| /Just an Accident 4\ |
| I looked at myself again. I was wearing dark denim super flares and a midnight blue halter-top. I had my hair down but a bit wavy. On my feet I had some chunky, strappy black-heeled sandals. �Here goes nothing,� I breathed as I started the car. I don�t know what I was nervous about. I knew I liked him. And that he liked me. What was there to worry about? Plenty. �What if he won�t like me anymore?� flashed through my head about a billion times. I fought to breathe normally as I approached the park. I parked my red BMW. The calm spring wind calmed me almost instantly once I got out. Everything was starting a new life now. The trees, animals, plants, even the grass. My eyes searched for the familiar oak tree I�d sit under every summer while I read. The time was still 11:50. After getting to the large oak I sat down on the park bench and watched the happenings going on around me. Families were having picnics, children were laughing, pets were running. There was so much going on. The bench creaked as another person sat down. My head turned to face the newcomer. He had a cap on his head, dark sunglasses over his eyes, baggy cargoes, and a leather jacket on. There was something about him though� �Joshy?� I whispered. �Angel?� he replied, looking at me. �Yes it�s me!� I squealed, thrilled at his presence. �Oh my god!� he laughed, hugging me. I felt like I could�ve melted in his strong arms. His touch was electrifying. His scent was like no other. After about a minute we finally parted. �Wow. Look at you,� Josh smiled. �Didn�t I say you were beautiful?� �And didn�t I say you were hot?� I replied, grinning like an idiot. He smiled and took off his sunglasses. My mouth hung a little at his eyes. His eyes were like gorgeous sapphires twinkling in the sun. �I am a little hot,� he admitted, taking off his leather jacket. My eyes drifted to his arms. His muscle shirt showed off his muscular arms. I tore my eyes away and looked at his face. �Not that kind of hot Joshy. I meant sexy hot!� I laughed. A soft pink crept up his cheeks. �Don�t be so modest now Joshy,� I teased, leaning against him. I had never met him, and yet I felt like I had known him all my life. �Ok, ok. It�s 12 now. C�mon Crys. Lunchtime.� He stood up and grabbed my hand. My breath quickened as he did. My stomach flipped. We walked toward the black Jeep. �Wow. Nice ride,� I commented, getting into the passenger�s side. �It�s for rent.� �Wait. What about my car?� I asked. �We�ll come back for it.� �If you say so.� ^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ We reached a local McDonald�s. Josh helped me out of the Jeep. �Thanks Joshy.� �No problem.� I looked behind us. There were 2 large black men standing there. The same ones at the park. �Joshy?� �What?� �Why are those guys following us?� I asked nervously. �Oh them? No need to worry.� He turned to the guys. �Hey Pretty Tony! Slim! Get over here!� They walked over obediently. My grip on his hand increased. �Stop worrying Angel. They won�t hurt you.� They spoke once they approached us. �Is that her?� asked one of them. �Yep. It�s her,� Josh grinned. �Finally a face with a name,� one grinned, extending his hand. �I�m Andre. They call me Pretty Tony.� �I�m Crystal.� �God he talked about you all the time! It was always Crystal this and Crystal that. Boy it drove me crazy!� the other one, Slim, laughed. �I didn�t talk about her ALL the time,� Josh said, embarrassed. �Yeah. The only time he didn�t was when he was sleeping!� Slim joked. �Ok, ok. That�s enough you guys,� I cut in, blushing. They stopped laughing, but they were still grinning. �Thanks,� he whispered. �No problem. It�s our turn to order anyway.� �Oh.� He stepped up to the counter. ^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ �So where to now?� I asked. �To the hotel.� �You�re staying at a hotel?� �Yeah.� �Why don�t you stay with me instead?� I suggested. �You�d let me?� �Of course.� �Then I guess I could�� he agreed. �Great!� �But first I want you to meet the guys.� �Oh. Ok.� Meeting Justin wasn�t gonna be a picnic. |
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