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Chapter Nineteen
It was just after five-thirty when the two women finally returned back to Catherine's.
"I'm going to go shower." Sara announced.
"Okay, hurry. Nick's going to be here in less than an hour and a half."
"An hour and a half? Why do I need to -. Never mind." She shook her head.
Fifteen minutes later, Sara walked into the kitchen, dressed in a pair of grey athletic shorts and a white tank top.
"Sit." Catherine pointed to a stool at her breakfast island.
Sara did as she was told and sat down looking at all the hair products that Catherine had laid out.
"Catherine… you have enough product here to supply an army."
"I've been told that many times." She grabbed the hair dryer and set to work.
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"Are you done yet?" Sara whined almost forty-five minutes later.
"Almost. Don't whine." Catherine replied, adding another bobby pin to Sara's hair. She had parted her hair slightly to the right, twisted the top half up, and then, curled the bottom half. "Still have to do your makeup."
Sara pouted and slumped down farther in her chair.
"Sara!" Catherine scolded but couldn't help by smile. "Look, your hair is done and your makeup won't take long. Trust me. Don't move." She walked off and came back not even a minute later with a handful of makeup. Catherine didn't lie. She was finished less than five minutes later. "Go get dressed."
"Thank God." Sara sighed, running off to her bedroom before Catherine could slap her.
"Don't mess up your hair!"
"I wouldn't dare." Sara came out of the room, already changed, carrying her heels.
"That was quick." Catherine noted.
"It never takes me long to get ready." Sara replied as she sat down on the couch to put her shoes on.
"I don't know if I should scold you or praise you." Catherine sat down beside her.
"Eh, it's just the way I've always been."
At that moment, the bell rang and Catherine jumped up. "Go grab your purse. I'll let him in." She tried not to appear too excited but failed miserably. "Hi, Nicky!"
"Hey, Catherine." He stepped over the threshold and closed the door behind him.
"Sara's just grabbing her purse. She'll be out in a minute." Catherine told him before heading to Sara's room. "Sara, honey? What are you doing?"
Sara was seated on the edge of the bed with her head between her knees. "Hyperventilating."
Catherine shook her head, trying not to laugh. "Sara, just take deep breaths. It's just Nick. You'll be fine."
"I know, I just… is it too soon? After Hank, I mean?"
Catherine silently cursed herself for pushing Sara into this. "Sweetie, if you don't want to go, you don't have to. I'll go tell him. I shouldn't have pushed you into this."
"No! It's not your fault. I want to, I really do. I just… I don't want him to expect anything."
"Trust me. I doubt he's expecting anything at all. Nick's not like that."
"I know, I don't know. I guess I'm just nervous." Sara sighed.
"It's normal. You'll be fine, I promise. I'll beat him up if tonight is anything but perfect." Catherine told her.
"Thanks, Cath." Sara smiled weakly.
"That's what I'm here for. Now, come on. There's a very nice looking man out there waiting for you."
Sara followed Catherine out into the living room where Nick had made himself comfortable on the couch.
"Hmmm." Catherine cleared her throat. "Comfy, Nicky?"
"Huh? Oh, hey." Nick smiled at Catherine before turning to see Sara. "Wow, um, you… wow." He could feel the color rising to his face.
"Thanks, Nick. You don't look so bad yourself." Sara smirked. He was dressed in a pair of khaki-colored dress pants and a light blue short-sleeved dress shirt.
"Oh, here, there are for you." He handed her a bouquet of purple and white lilies.
"They're beautiful. Let me just put them in water and then we can go." Sara started towards the kitchen but Catherine stopped her.
"I got it. Go have fun."
"Thanks." Sara whispered before turning back to Nick. "Okay, uh, let's go then."