eaten at the big chains out on the highway, or on special occasions, at expensive restaurants in Pittsburgh. the girls here know you,” she complained to John as “All they waited for the pizza he’d insisted on ordering for both of them. you date them? Because they’re looking at me “Did like they want to beat me up.” He leaned forward and took both of her hands in his. past’s the past. I’m proud to be with such a smart, “The beautiful woman. You’re different, Emily. I really like you.” When he looked at her that way, with such sincerity in his warm brown eyes, Emily just about melted. Just as she’d melted the morning after they’d made their big mistake. He’d shown up at her dormitory with two dozen roses in hand, had taken her out to breakfast, had apologized over and over. She was as guilty as he was, if not more. Sex before marriage was against her beliefs, and she’d held to that through three and a half years of dating Robert Stern. But as they’d neared graduation and Robert had started hinting about an engagement ring, she’d felt like the prison doors were clanging shut. Robert wanted a nice house in the suburbs, a stay-at-home wife, and two or three kids, and it was what she wanted too, just…not yet. She’d told him she wanted to take a break, and it was during that break that she’d struck up a conversation with John Moretti, the handsome handyman who was filling in at St. Margaret’s College, smack in the middle of his hometown.
eaten at the big chains out on the highway, or on special occasions, at expensive restaurants in Pittsburgh. “All the girls here know you,” she complained to John as they waited for the pizza he’d insisted on ordering for both of them. “Did you date them? Because they’re looking at me like they want to beat me up.” He leaned forward and took both of her hands in his. “The past’s the past. I’m proud to be with such a smart, beautiful woman. You’re different, Emily. I really like you.” When he looked at her that way, with such sincerity in his warm brown eyes, Emily just about melted. Just as she’d melted the morning after they’d made their big mistake. He’d shown up at her dormitory with two dozen roses in hand, had taken her out to breakfast, had apologized over and over. She was as guilty as he was, if not more. Sex before marriage was against her beliefs, and she’d held to that through three and a half years of dating Robert Stern. But as they’d neared graduation and Robert had started hinting about an engagement ring, she’d felt like the prison doors were clanging shut. Robert wanted a nice house in the suburbs, a stay-at-home wife, and two or three kids, and it was what she wanted too, just…not yet. She’d told him she wanted to take a break, and it was during that break that she’d struck up a conversation with John Moretti, the handsome handyman who was filling in at St. Margaret’s College, smack in the middle of his hometown.
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