r his muscular chest； which was
probably just as tan as the rest of him。
Not that she was thinking aboutthe rest of him 。
Third of all； she hadn？t expected Owen Wells to behot 。 He looked so much like Cary Grant inAn
Affair to Remember that she wanted to throw herself into his arms and tell him to forget about
Yale； she was his；all his 。
Blair came to her senses in time to realize that she was still grasping Owen？s hand。 She shook it
as firmly and confidently as she could； alarmed by her mind？s total inability to focus on the task at
hand。 She was meeting with Owen for one reason only： to impress him so she could get into
Yale。 ？Thank you for taking the trouble to meet with me；？ she added hastily。
？I？ve been looking forward to it；？ he replied in his thrilling； manly voice。 ？I just remembered I
told you I？d be wearing my Yale tie。 Sorry。 It pletely slipped my mind。 I even saw you e
in； but I didn？t think it could be you。 I wasn？t expecting you to be early。？
Immediately Blair wondered if he？d noticed that she？d spent twenty minutes in the bathroom
after she？d arrived； or that she？d kept wiping her nose on her cocktail napkin and studying her
face in her Stila pact mirror to check for any unsightly blemishes； like a stray eye goober
or？God forbid？ a pimple。
？I？m usually early；？ she answered。 ？I？m never late。？ She took a nervous sip of Coke。 Was this a
good time to tell him how impressed she was with his work on theHome Depot vs。The Learning
Channel case？ Should she pliment his suit？ She took a deep breath and tried to focus。 ？I like it
here；？ she declared and immediately regretted it。 It was a nice bar； but she made it sound like she