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. “I’ll have to keep that in mind.” He looked me up and down, then smiled once his eyes rested on mine. That must’ve been the flirting he was talking about. “And the drink I left,” he looked forward and shrugged, “well, you know. Pollen.”
    “Oh, yeah. About that…” I smiled shyly as he glanced my way giving me a knowing look.
    “Lucy,” I heard from my phone.
    “I’m here,” I replied, forgetting about Reggie and hoping to end the call as quickly as possible. I wasn’t really into the idea of this confident, hot guy hearing my conversation—especially when Reggie was on the other end and God knows the type of stuff she was liable to say without even batting an eye.
    “Tonight. Meet me at Soco’s at nine,” she said in a rushed tone.
    “Right. Soco’s. Nine. I’ll be there.” I hurried and pressed end just as the door opened allowing us to go our separate ways.
    I stopped and turned around. I couldn’t just let him go without knowing if he’d return. “Wait.”
    “Yes?” He turned, facing me. Neither of us moved or closed the distance.
    “Do you come here often?” He raised a brow at me giving me a humorous expression. “Did I just ask that? Wow, it sounded better in my head. And less pick-up-line-ish.” That was exactly why I didn’t talk to sexy men—stupid flew out of my mouth.
    “No, I’m not an employee, if that’s what you’re getting at,” he lightly laughed. “I was just doing some research. It’s over now.” His words made me feel like I had just been let down. I had finally done something I’d never done, and his words just crushed it. Made my effort feel pointless.
    “That’s too bad.” I turned, walking off toward the parking garage. Out of curiosity, I had looked back and caught magic mystery guy doing the same as we eyed one another momentarily. I continued my long walk and hopped in my sedan, driving to my apartment. Meeting Reggie at nine kept me from having to rush around to get ready when I got home, which I was thankful for. I was able to take a long, relaxing bath and finish up the romantic comedy novel I had started a few nights previous. I also finally hung the clothes up that I had packed without resenting them as I did.
    Then, I ate a decent meal, knowing I was going to be drinking. All of that, before wreaking havoc on my closet in search of the perfect night out attire. The trick was to find something sexy to let loose in without actually looking loose.

“SO, DO YOU still live in the same apartment? Or have you since moved to a bigger location?” Shepard holds his pen above his notepad waiting for my reply.
    “Of course I do. My change in job hasn’t changed who I am. None of this really has to do with me becoming a different person because of my profession. It’s about being with someone who brought me to life. I’m still Lucy. Just a more social, not timid, no longer scared to take certain risks, and always worried about what people think of me person anymore. Being on film doesn’t define who I am. Hell, it’s not even what made me who I am today. It was one person coming into my life at the most opportune time.”

    THAT NIGHT, I had thrown on some cut off jean shorts, a loose black shirt that hung off my shoulder with ‘Love is for Losers’ spelled out in studs front and center. Reggie told me to show my legs off. Me wearing slightly baggy shorts that hit me mid-thigh, was as good as she got. They weren’t even baggy, but they weren’t painted on my skin either. And anything that you don’t have to peel off, Reggie considered too big. I just liked the idea of my body being able to breathe. Even between my legs. I wasn’t into suffocating my pussy.
    I pulled on my combat boots, tying them only mid-way up so the top part would fall out to the sides. I spent a good ten minutes in the bathroom gauging if I liked my hair up or down better. I finally decided to leave it down, long and straight. I didn’t go crazy on my face, but