Welcome to my stop on the My Sexy Saturday blog hop. Today’s theme is “My Sexy Woman,” and even though Sara wouldn’t necessarily think of herself as sexy (especially when we first meet her in DREAM STUDENT), she definitely has her moments. Like this one, which takes place midway through the first book of the series. Sara has decided to surprise her boyfriend Brian in his dorm room…
I don’t dream, as far as I can remember, and I don’t see anyone else’s dreams. I wake up well-rested and ready to face the day. I’m especially glad about that, since this is the day my boyfriend will be back. His flight is supposed to arrive at one-thirty in the afternoon, and I call the airline at noon to confirm it’s on schedule, which it is. I go back to the card I’ve been trying to finish writing all morning. I have to get it exactly right. I pick up where I left off.
“Your Christmas gift is the best and the most special one I’ve ever received. I’ve thought and thought about what I can give you in return, and I know now what it will be. I want to be your best, most special Christmas present. This year, and every year…”
I read it back over, several times. I underline the “I want.” I think that says it perfectly. When I’m finished, I put the card in the envelope and seal it. I get everything else I need and head down to the lobby.
I stand right by the door and look over towards Allen House. I’m waiting until I see someone heading over there so I can follow them into the building. It takes ten minutes, but finally I see three people, all bundled up, walking that way and I make my move. They’re all too preoccupied with getting out of the cold to notice me sneaking in right behind them–it’s even worse now than it was in December, which doesn’t seem like it should be possible.
I go around to the back stairs and head up to Brian’s room. The credit card trick works just as easily as it did the other day and I go inside. I take the Christmas card with the note I wrote and tape it to the outside of the door. Then I go inside and I lock the door behind me.
I take off my coat and all the rest of my winter gear, and I don’t even realize I’m folding everything and hanging it up neatly until I’ve done it. Some habits run really deep, I guess. When that’s finished, I take off everything else I’m wearing – of course I fold all that up, too – and I get properly dressed for the surprise. I lie down on his bed to wait.
It’s almost three o’clock when I hear footsteps right outside the door. I hear Brian’s voice muttering “what the heck?” I hear the card being taken off the door and opened. There’s nothing for probably a minute, which feels to me like an hour, then there’s the key in the lock, the doorknob turning, and there he is. There’s my boyfriend, who I love, looking at me with a mix of confusion, amazement and desire on his face.
What he sees is me in nothing but the black lacy underwear from the Victoria’s Secret “naughty nighttime” collection I bought yesterday, and a Christmas bow tied around my neck. I’m lying in what I hope is a very seductive pose. The sight has him speechless, which is exactly how this was supposed to go.