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to probe him further. I drank some more of my shake, trying to get his attention by generally existing in his immediate area. That was my usual plan of action for getting one’s attention. All he did was read. I should have worn something more revealing, or maybe that wouldn’t have done me any good anyway. Figures.
     
    Hesitation gripped me, I knew that I was being annoying – but sometimes life calls for such things. I took the length of white wire coming from his ear between my fingers and immediately his eyes darted towards me, silently warning not to do so. It was only a few seconds but it felt like minutes, I wasn’t sure if I really wanted to go through with this – a part of me desperately just wanting to forget it all and go home.
     
    I pulled slowly on the wire of his earphones until they came out.
     
    It was then that he grabbed my wrist before taking out the other bud in his ear. “Persistent quim,” his grip was tight. “You’re really the type to put your foot in the door aren’t you?” he forcefully let go of my wrist and fiddled with his phone.
     
    “Do you always ignore pretty girls that try to get your attention? I’ll have you know some people find my qualities endearing,”
     
    “Your words not mine,” warmth assailed me. He leaned forward his eyes intense but impossible to look away from. “You do know people lie – right?” He grabbed my banana shake and casually took a sip. I immediately shot a hand forward in protest but he was just as quick to stop me. “If you’re going to be so rude then don’t act surprised,” he sipped and insisted before giving it back to me.
     
    “Very charming,” I extended my hand to him. “Trish.”
     
    His grip was firm. “Dean,” he informed. “I take it you don’t handle rejection well,” he surmised.
     
    I scoffed. “Yeah,” I said. “It’s not something I’m used to but I guess you wouldn’t know about that,” I lashed out. Knots and excitement fluttered.   “So what are you here for? Just to loiter?” His lack of plate or drink seemed suspect.
     
    “I come here once a week,” he admitted. “It’s usually peaceful,” he paused. “Quiet even.”
     
    I nodded. “I’m supposed to be looking for someone important but all I ended up with was…”
     
    “Some might take that as insulting,” he remarked.
     
    “Some,” I replied brushing back the tresses of my hair.
     
    “This person you’re looking for,” he leaned in closer to me, I could make out from his bangs that he had hair black as jet shrouded beneath his hoodie. “What does this person look like?”
     
    “I’m not sure. Probably a handsome man in his mid thirties – definitely rich.”
     
    “Nothing else?”
     
    “What do you mean?” He smiled as I asked that.
     
    “I mean,” he smacked his lips and wet them with his tongue. “What kind of person is he? Is this a good guy or some kind of scum from the streets?”
     
    “I wouldn’t know,” I spoke slowly wondering if there was anything more to the curiosity. “If I had to guess, I’d say he’s got to be a control freak.”
     
    “Why?”
     
    I tilted my head slightly to the right and leaned in closer to Dean so that his face was only an arm’s length away. A wolfish grin escaped me as I looked into the blue of his eyes and whispered in his ear. “Because he’s going through an awful lot of trouble just to fuck me,” I could smell a fancy shot of cologne on his neckline. “Hopefully wherever he is,” I looked over my shoulder. “That sometimes playing hard to get ends up stopping you from getting who you really want,” I murmured before letting out a sigh and getting up. I then took my leave immediately before the man could process what I’d said. He could have stopped me, but he didn’t.
     
    Dean Underwood. Had a nice ring to it.
     
     
     
    Further Down, Alice.
     
    Darkness, aside from the soft green night light, was all that comforted me as I read the letter over and