The Boyfriend Bet (LDS Fiction) Read Online Free Page A
Author: Rebecca Lynn Clayson
I’m headed to the library. I’ll catch you later at the house. Shara, nice to meet you." Burke said as he stood up and followed the other guys toward the parking lot.
"Guess it will be ice cream for two. I’ll be right back." Patrick said as he headed back toward the food tables.
I watched him as he walked away and was secretly grateful that the roommates had left, maybe it would give us a little more privacy which would give Patrick a better opportunity to ask me out.
I turned my head to see Kendra sitting under another tree not too far away. I gave her a questioning glance and shrugged my shoulders a little bit-- asking her if he was the guy.
Even though no words were spoken, Kendra understood exactly what I was asking and gave me a double thumbs up. She picked up her cell phone, and a moment later I got a text from her:
He's cute. It's on! I'm excited for you to buy me that new phone... LOL! ;)
I didn't have time to respond to her text, because as I looked up I could see Patrick walking back toward me, two ice cream sandwiches in hand.
Even though I didn't want him to see my text conversation with Kendra, I knew that it might be a good hint to have my phone out. He needed to ask for my number; based on the rules of our bet, I knew that I couldn't initiate the phone number exchange.
As he approached the blanket, his right hand reached into his pocket to pull out his cell phone. My heart skipped a beat; this was the moment I was waiting for! Winning this bet was going to be so easy. Kendra better start looking for a good price on my new phone!
Before he sat down, he lifted the phone to his ear and said: "Hey, what's up? Are you doing all right?" Based on the tone of his voice, it was obvious that he had a close relationship with the person on the other end of the line.
Boo! It was a false alarm. For a split-second I thought that I was closer to exchanging phone numbers with him, but he was just answering a phone call that came in.
Patrick handed me one of the ice cream sandwiches, and silently mouthed, "Sorry, hold on." He quickly walked across to an area of the park where he could have his conversation in private. He turned and faced the street, so I couldn't see the expression on his face.
No big deal, I thought to myself. He'll be back in a minute and then we'll exchange information. I ate my ice cream sandwich, hoping his phone conversation didn’t take too long. I was eager to spend some more time getting to know him and hopefully give him my phone number.
Patrick came back five minutes later. "Well, I don't mean to be a party pooper, but I have to roll out." He looked directly at me, smiled and said, "I'll see you around. Take care."
"See you later! I hope everything is all right." I was fumbling with my words, trying to figure out something to say.
"Yeah, it's fine, just family stuff," he mumbled. "Gotta run. I'll catch you later." He turned around and started jogging across the park toward his car.
"Hey!" I yelled after him, "you forgot your blanket." I quickly stood up and starting shaking the grass from the blanket and folding it.
Patrick came back and took the folded blanket from me with a smile and said, "Thanks a lot. Enjoy the rest of your evening." And he was off, heading toward the parking lot again.
I was completely flabbergasted. With one phone call, things completely flip-flopped. Our interaction started out with great potential, and then I was suddenly and unexpectedly left in the dust.
Typically, I would be able to just shake it off and move on, although I didn't often get turned down by guys that I was interested in. But this time was different. Kendra and I had made the decision that this was the guy for the bet. When that decision was initially made, I felt pretty good about it. Now, I was seriously wondering if I had picked the right guy for the bet.
I watched as Patrick jogged to his car and got in, and then I walked over to talk to Kendra. She had finished her meal and was
"Guess it will be ice cream for two. I’ll be right back." Patrick said as he headed back toward the food tables.
I watched him as he walked away and was secretly grateful that the roommates had left, maybe it would give us a little more privacy which would give Patrick a better opportunity to ask me out.
I turned my head to see Kendra sitting under another tree not too far away. I gave her a questioning glance and shrugged my shoulders a little bit-- asking her if he was the guy.
Even though no words were spoken, Kendra understood exactly what I was asking and gave me a double thumbs up. She picked up her cell phone, and a moment later I got a text from her:
He's cute. It's on! I'm excited for you to buy me that new phone... LOL! ;)
I didn't have time to respond to her text, because as I looked up I could see Patrick walking back toward me, two ice cream sandwiches in hand.
Even though I didn't want him to see my text conversation with Kendra, I knew that it might be a good hint to have my phone out. He needed to ask for my number; based on the rules of our bet, I knew that I couldn't initiate the phone number exchange.
As he approached the blanket, his right hand reached into his pocket to pull out his cell phone. My heart skipped a beat; this was the moment I was waiting for! Winning this bet was going to be so easy. Kendra better start looking for a good price on my new phone!
Before he sat down, he lifted the phone to his ear and said: "Hey, what's up? Are you doing all right?" Based on the tone of his voice, it was obvious that he had a close relationship with the person on the other end of the line.
Boo! It was a false alarm. For a split-second I thought that I was closer to exchanging phone numbers with him, but he was just answering a phone call that came in.
Patrick handed me one of the ice cream sandwiches, and silently mouthed, "Sorry, hold on." He quickly walked across to an area of the park where he could have his conversation in private. He turned and faced the street, so I couldn't see the expression on his face.
No big deal, I thought to myself. He'll be back in a minute and then we'll exchange information. I ate my ice cream sandwich, hoping his phone conversation didn’t take too long. I was eager to spend some more time getting to know him and hopefully give him my phone number.
Patrick came back five minutes later. "Well, I don't mean to be a party pooper, but I have to roll out." He looked directly at me, smiled and said, "I'll see you around. Take care."
"See you later! I hope everything is all right." I was fumbling with my words, trying to figure out something to say.
"Yeah, it's fine, just family stuff," he mumbled. "Gotta run. I'll catch you later." He turned around and started jogging across the park toward his car.
"Hey!" I yelled after him, "you forgot your blanket." I quickly stood up and starting shaking the grass from the blanket and folding it.
Patrick came back and took the folded blanket from me with a smile and said, "Thanks a lot. Enjoy the rest of your evening." And he was off, heading toward the parking lot again.
I was completely flabbergasted. With one phone call, things completely flip-flopped. Our interaction started out with great potential, and then I was suddenly and unexpectedly left in the dust.
Typically, I would be able to just shake it off and move on, although I didn't often get turned down by guys that I was interested in. But this time was different. Kendra and I had made the decision that this was the guy for the bet. When that decision was initially made, I felt pretty good about it. Now, I was seriously wondering if I had picked the right guy for the bet.
I watched as Patrick jogged to his car and got in, and then I walked over to talk to Kendra. She had finished her meal and was
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