Jean
locked herself away in her room, dressing as if she were going on a
date with someone, with Jamie Cullum singing a jazzy version one of
her favorite songs from My Fair Lady.
"I
could have danced, all night, I could have danced all night, and
still have asked for more..."
The
upbeat tempo left her feeling positive about her decision to eat
alone, determind that she could be her own Valentine, and slipped
into a figure-hugging green dress, letting her hair fall free down
her back.
"I
only know when he, began to dance with me, I could have
danced...danced...danced..."
Jean
contemplated asking Logan to join her, and got as far as standing in
front of his door with her fist raised to knock, but he was never the
type for holidays. So with her head held high, she walked to the
garage and drove herself into town.
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"What
are you doing," Kitty demanded.
"Watchin' tv," he
muttered, slouched into the couch with a beer in hand.
"What
about asking Jean out?"
"She had plans."
"Idiot
man," Kitty clutched her head between her hands.
"Excuse
me?"
"She went to dinner ALONE," Kitty's eyes
looked about ready to pop out of her head.
"Why would she do
that?"
"Because she didn't want to be in the mansion
where EVERYONE is all over each other-where are you going," she
asked, following as Logan leaped up from the couch.
"To her
room."
"What are you gonna do, look through her
underwear," she asked.
"I'm just gonna leave her a
surprise."
"Like a secret admirer," Kitty
asked.
"Yeah, like that."
"Logan, she'll love
that!"
"I know, now let me get this done," he
jimmied Jean's door open easily.
"I'll be downstairs if you
need any help," she called, bouncing downstairs with a smile on
her face.
