It took Rebel about an hour to get dressed he and Jet went through their closet with a fine tooth comb before finally settling on a pair of black jeans and gray and black long sleeve retro skully western shirt and his black buffalo Stetson to top it all off. He’d pulled his hair back into a low pony tail so it would be tame under his hat and even put on some cologne something he never did and not to mention busted out his best boots. Overall he looked so good Jet insisted on taking a picture for their scrapbook now he just hoped all his effort paid off.
The two of them were so nervous they’d gotten ready a whole hour early so he’d been sitting here slumped down in his seat waiting for about twenty minutes while listening to the Viva station on the XM radio. Grabbing his phone he answered probably the fiftieth text from Jet letting him know that he was still waiting for her. Checking his clock as he tapped a nervous rhythm on his steering wheel he thought about how the date would go when a tapping on the window made him just about jump out his bones. “Jesus Christ!” he yelled starting to reach under his seat for his gun but the feminine laughter made him pause.
Laughing hysterically Z held her stomach gasping for air “oh God I’m sorry I didn’t mean to startle you” she said her eyes sparkling with glee.
Getting out of the car he shook his head and finally laughed once his heart finally went back to a normal pace “Okay you got me” he chuckled but then all humor left him when he got a load of what she had on.