Crushing On The Geek (Crushing on You 4)

“Don't worry about it. I knew you wouldn't last in chess club very long. So what are you going to do instead

“What? No,” Tamara shook her head, “I'm not dropping out of the club. It's not that. Well, it's about the club, but it's not that. Hayden, this is going to sound crazy, so, I want to tell you in person.”

“Why?”

“Because if I tell you over the phone you just might hangup on me,” Tamara said, bouncing on the balls of her feet, trying to keep warm.

“Tamara, what's going on? I have homework to do and things I'm trying to finish up. I'm meeting Greg and the others at eight to go catch a movie.”

“They're talking to you again?”

“Yeah, something about having to show a united front,” Hayden shrugged, “but what's going on.”

“I think we have a faerie problem.”

“What?” it was Hayden's turn to be confused.

“I think we've pissed off the faeries.”

“That's one I haven't heard before,” he chuckled, “I'll be there in a few minutes. Don't let the faeries carry you offer before I get there.”

“Haha,” Tamara said, “See you when you get here.”

After the call ended Tamara considered waiting inside the library lobby, but wasn't sure the librarian wouldn't chase her out again. Also, she wasn't sure the crow had actually left the building. The mist evolved into raindrops and Tamara pulled up her hood to protect her weave from becoming drenched.

Hayden's black car pulled up startling away the flock of birds except for one. Who kept its eyes locked to Tamara as she opened the door and slid inside.

“So what's up, faerie girl?”

“Don't call me that,” Tamara said, sinking into the seat and closing her eyes. She held out her hands in front of the heater vent and rubbed them together.

“It's not that cold outside,” Hayden chuckled.

“Oh, really?” Tamara asked turning towards him.

“It's like forty degrees. It's not even below freezing yet.”

Tamara place the palm of her hand against the back of Hayden's neck. He jerked away cursing.

“God, woman! Don't do that!”

“What? It's not that cold!” Tamara laughed.

“Okay, you win this one, but since you've already told me you were crazy it's a moot point.”

“I didn't say I was crazy. What I said was ' this is going to sound crazy'.”

“Well, if it quacks like a duck, its a duck.”

“What does that have to do with anything were talking about?” Tamara asked, tapping her foot against the floorboard as Hayden pulled out of the parking lot.

“It just means...” he began.

“I know what it means!” she slapped his arm playfully, even though her stomach was in knots. If she acted normal maybe she could force things to be normal.

“Don't do that while I'm driving!” Hayden said, pulling into the closest parking lot.

“Sorry,” Tamara muttered.