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have you two been together?" he suddenly asked, making me start.
    Even Adam paused, looked at me then said in all seriousness, "We're not together." But his words held promise, as if he was working on it, or had plans for me, and I burned under his next gaze, reading all his hope in his eyes.
    "Oh. I'm sorry. I just thought…" Mick trailed off then collected himself. "Well are you involved with anyone?"
    "No," I said right away only for Adam to echo my response and we carefully avoided each other's eyes.
    "Well maybe you should try and go on a date," he said carefully only for Adam to rebuff him. "Maybe we will, but maybe you should focus on staying still for me instead of embarrassing the guy with the tattoo gun and his guest."
    "All right, all right. I'll keep my mouth shut. Are you almost done?" Mick inquired and Adam went into his explanations, leaving me once again with my thoughts.
    Confusion didn't even begin to explain my feelings toward Adam. I liked him physically, and even when we talked he was interesting, attentive, and seemed willing to please. But then there were those moments when he seemed to get angry for no reason, or when he frowned harshly and just catapulted me back into my teenage years and all the attraction seeped away. Still, I had to admit that the more I got to know him the less those moments frightened me. I mean, even I had my quirks where at first glance simple things pissed me off beyond belief. It could be the same for him instead of something personal.
    Then again, while all of that was true, I couldn't get past the fact that there was nothing in me, or on me that he could possibly find appealing. I was average and inconspicuous, and I actually liked it that way. It kept me out of trouble. But Adam's whole body screamed for someone's attention, from his build to the body art. Even his thick beard wasn't usual and still with all of that he was handsome; out of the ordinary but attractive. If I thought of his personality I only found more of the good stuff, and none of it was something I could measure up to. Even if he gave me a chance I would probably feel inadequate for all of the few weeks of our possible relationship. No, it was better to just not even get into that and find someone more approachable, someone more down to my level. After all, the last time I fell for a gorgeous, funny, and seemingly perfect guy, it was completely obvious we were anything but right for each other.
    "There. All done." Adam broke the silence, bringing me back from my trance.
    He wiped the tattoo, put some stuff on it and showed Mick to a mirror. Mick was ecstatic, thanking him repeatedly and it all suddenly felt too much. Adam's world was one of fame and spotlights despite him not being famous and it was a world I could never fit into.
    "It looks amazing. You had a great tattoo artist," I said,  adding my two cents before facing Adam. "I'm gonna go. But thanks for the opportunity to watch you work. It was really something." I almost beamed at him before turning to go.
    "Wait a minute," Adam said, then spoke quietly with Mick before coming closer to me. "I'm off in twenty minutes and I can ask Jill to close if you'd be interested in…"
    Which was the point where I pretty much freaked out. "I'm sorry, I really have to go. I'll see you some other time, but this was really nice. Thanks again. Bye." I rushed out to the front, barely waving at Jill and Archer before I was outside and walking quickly to a safe distance. I doubted he would chase me, but I felt it was better to be safe than sorry. Adam wasn't the right guy for me. I just had to repeat that some fifty times more to believe it and everything would be fine. I kept on walking, listening to the sounds of the city and my own footsteps, and only when I was halfway home and half an hour had gone by did I stop a cab and head home. I would find someone someday, and he would be the right guy for me.     

Chapter Four
    Adam
    The practice with the kids was