A Cat's Tale

====Chapter Three====

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"I want you to take me to the football game on Friday."

I looked up from the article I was working on to stare at Miranda. She had perched herself on the end of a desk and was sitting with her chin in her hands just looking at me. My eyes swung around the room to see if anyone else had been the object of that request. The room was empty. Sort of like my head.

"Huh?" was my witty rejoinder.

"I want you to take me to the football game on Friday. It's the first home game of the season."

Nope. I saw her lips move that time, so I knew I wasn't imagining things. I had no idea why Miranda would want me of all people to take her to a football game, but I wasn't one to question a gift from the gods.

I attempted to collect my cool before answering. Nothing turns off a girl like drooling, I've heard. "Are you sure you want to go with me?"

Damn. I blew it. I had the chance and I blew it. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Miranda took a deep breath. "Adam, I have been waiting 3 months now for you to ask me out. I finally realized that I could still be waiting when I was an old maid if I didn't take the initiative."

My jaw hit the desk when I heard that.

"So I want to know if you'd like to take me out...on a date...Friday. I figured the football game was as good a place to go as anywhere else." Miranda stopped and just looked at me expectantly.

I was floored. "Miranda, I never knew you wanted me to ask you out. I thought you just wanted us to be friends."

At that, she got off the desk and stalked over to me. I don't care what the medical doctors say; an angry 5'4" woman can grow a foot when she is looming over you.

"Adam Williams! I have done everything but tear off my clothes in front of you trying to give you hints. Now do you want to go out with me or not?" The last was practically a wail, but I finally got the hint.

I smiled at Miranda slowly. "I'd love to take you out to the football game on Friday."

A meek "Oh, okay" was the only response Miranda gave before turning around and heading for the door.

She had almost made it to the door when I stopped her with a truth of my own.

"I've wanted you for 3 months too."

When I saw her turn with the start of a smile on her lips, I couldn't resist adding, "But if you want to tear off your clothes, please feel free."

I heard her giggling down the hall.

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