she’d overlooked him for nearly three months. He did not have the physical characteristics that would make her take notice. For starters, he was fair-complexioned. His five-foot-ten-inch height made him only three inches taller than her. He was slim all around. She guessed his waist was no bigger than size thirty-two. She surveyed his upper body. Not much to brag about there either. No, he was definitely not someone she would have given a second glance or would have left a lasting impression. The biggest turn off was his dreads. Shay preferred the tall dark-chocolate bulkier clean-cut type. Someone like Brian.
“Sorry, I’m so engrossed in class that the only person I notice on the regular is the professor.”
“She’s right,” Rhonda added, “I had to introduce myself three times before she remembered my name.”
“No problem, we can get to know each other now.”
Jason’s grin was too casual for Shay’s taste. “What we can do is work on this assignment. Let’s see what you’re bringing to the table.”
Jason must have picked up on Shay’s no-nonsense tone. His smile faded and he turned the focus of the conversation to schoolwork.
After an hour of working on the project, Shay packed up her laptop and prepared to leave. As she zipped up her parka Jason asked, “What time are we meeting on Wednesday?”
“This time is perfect for me.” She turned to Rhonda. “What about you?”
“I don’t get off work until six on Wednesdays, but I can come right after,” Rhonda answered.
“I don’t finish at the bookstore until five-thirty,” Jason stated. “Shay, do you have to work late on Wednesday nights?”
Once again Shay was reminded of how blessed she was to be at Harvard. Thanks to her mother’s success as a real estate developer, she was able to attend one of the most prestigious schools in the country and not have to worry about tuition or living expenses. It was her family’s connections that got her into the program at the ninth hour. Both her uncle and aunt were Harvard alumni and the Simone Company contributed heavily to the school on an annual basis.
“No, Jason. I don’t work, so I’m flexible,” she finally answered.
“Let’s meet at six-thirty, that way we can get at least two hours in,” Rhonda suggested.
“Six-thirty it is.” Shay picked up her laptop and braced herself for the cold air.
***
From the doorway Jason watched her walk down the sidewalk and get into the new small white SUV and drive off. He had approached Rhonda about working with them as a way to get to know LaShay , since he wasn’t having any luck with her in class. From day one, he’d noticed her, but she proved today that the attraction wasn’t mutual.
“Is she always so stiff?” he asked Rhonda when she made her exit.
“Yes. LaShay’s all about business.”
“I’ll have to do something about that . No one should be that serious.”
Rhonda adjusted the shoulder strap on her book bag. “I wouldn’t focus on La Shay Hampton if I were you. You have better odds at passing the program than you do with getting close to her.”
J ason stuffed his free hand into his front jacket pocket. Maybe Rhonda was right. Pursing the beautiful LaShay could prove useless. There was only one way to find out.
Chapter 16
Done with his study session, Brian looked at his watch. He still had two hours left before Bible Study. He was proud of himself. His spiritual life was back on track and he felt good about his life again. At the beginning of the semester, he’d ended his weekly counseling sessions with his father and no longer felt dirty and unforgiven for committing fornication. In his heart, he knew he still loved Shay, but accepted that they would never be anything more than friends. However, he still kept a framed picture of her on his nightstand and every day he fought the urge to call her.
Law school was challenging, but fun because it was what he always wanted to do. He still shared
“Sorry, I’m so engrossed in class that the only person I notice on the regular is the professor.”
“She’s right,” Rhonda added, “I had to introduce myself three times before she remembered my name.”
“No problem, we can get to know each other now.”
Jason’s grin was too casual for Shay’s taste. “What we can do is work on this assignment. Let’s see what you’re bringing to the table.”
Jason must have picked up on Shay’s no-nonsense tone. His smile faded and he turned the focus of the conversation to schoolwork.
After an hour of working on the project, Shay packed up her laptop and prepared to leave. As she zipped up her parka Jason asked, “What time are we meeting on Wednesday?”
“This time is perfect for me.” She turned to Rhonda. “What about you?”
“I don’t get off work until six on Wednesdays, but I can come right after,” Rhonda answered.
“I don’t finish at the bookstore until five-thirty,” Jason stated. “Shay, do you have to work late on Wednesday nights?”
Once again Shay was reminded of how blessed she was to be at Harvard. Thanks to her mother’s success as a real estate developer, she was able to attend one of the most prestigious schools in the country and not have to worry about tuition or living expenses. It was her family’s connections that got her into the program at the ninth hour. Both her uncle and aunt were Harvard alumni and the Simone Company contributed heavily to the school on an annual basis.
“No, Jason. I don’t work, so I’m flexible,” she finally answered.
“Let’s meet at six-thirty, that way we can get at least two hours in,” Rhonda suggested.
“Six-thirty it is.” Shay picked up her laptop and braced herself for the cold air.
***
From the doorway Jason watched her walk down the sidewalk and get into the new small white SUV and drive off. He had approached Rhonda about working with them as a way to get to know LaShay , since he wasn’t having any luck with her in class. From day one, he’d noticed her, but she proved today that the attraction wasn’t mutual.
“Is she always so stiff?” he asked Rhonda when she made her exit.
“Yes. LaShay’s all about business.”
“I’ll have to do something about that . No one should be that serious.”
Rhonda adjusted the shoulder strap on her book bag. “I wouldn’t focus on La Shay Hampton if I were you. You have better odds at passing the program than you do with getting close to her.”
J ason stuffed his free hand into his front jacket pocket. Maybe Rhonda was right. Pursing the beautiful LaShay could prove useless. There was only one way to find out.
Chapter 16
Done with his study session, Brian looked at his watch. He still had two hours left before Bible Study. He was proud of himself. His spiritual life was back on track and he felt good about his life again. At the beginning of the semester, he’d ended his weekly counseling sessions with his father and no longer felt dirty and unforgiven for committing fornication. In his heart, he knew he still loved Shay, but accepted that they would never be anything more than friends. However, he still kept a framed picture of her on his nightstand and every day he fought the urge to call her.
Law school was challenging, but fun because it was what he always wanted to do. He still shared
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