Heat 1 (Heat: Master Chefs #1)
“But at the back of my mind was Bobby… constantly. And seeing him in class every day added an extra degree of difficulty when it came to concentrating on cooking.
So when Saturday morning finally came around and I met Bobby at the main entrance of his dorm, I was on edge. I didn’t want to blush again, not the embarrassing way I had when he’d mention going on a date with him, but as I headed to the entrance and saw Bobby in the distance, I felt the heat of that blush rise up to my cheeks again....
I had to get that in check. Of course, I could fib and say I’d been out in the sun a little too long.
But no. I couldn’t really do that.
“Hey,”
I said as I skipped up the steps. “Wow. Look at you.”
Aside from that night at the meet and greet where I’d removed the white lab coat to reveal the demure midnight blue dress I’d worn, he’d only seen me in that dreaded white, straight cut coat. For our first tour of the city, I’d opted for stretchy skinny jeans that were snug without being overly skin tight, with a long hot pink shirt with a circular cut out at my back. Though the morning was cool, I’d still hopped into my comfy flip flops and I’d pulled my hair back into a relaxed ponytail.MoreLess
So when Saturday morning finally came around and I met Bobby at the main entrance of his dorm, I was on edge. I didn’t want to blush again, not the embarrassing way I had when he’d mention going on a date with him, but as I headed to the entrance and saw Bobby in the distance, I felt the heat of that blush rise up to my cheeks again....
I had to get that in check. Of course, I could fib and say I’d been out in the sun a little too long.
But no. I couldn’t really do that.
“Hey,”
I said as I skipped up the steps. “Wow. Look at you.”
Aside from that night at the meet and greet where I’d removed the white lab coat to reveal the demure midnight blue dress I’d worn, he’d only seen me in that dreaded white, straight cut coat. For our first tour of the city, I’d opted for stretchy skinny jeans that were snug without being overly skin tight, with a long hot pink shirt with a circular cut out at my back. Though the morning was cool, I’d still hopped into my comfy flip flops and I’d pulled my hair back into a relaxed ponytail.MoreLess
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