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wouldn’t work anyway. Noticing an uncomfortable silence, since she and Brad didn’t seem to share the same rapport as she and Eric did, she took the opportunity to change the subject. “So that Gary guy, you all go to the same gym or something?”
                Brad actually smiled. “Well yes, something like that.”
                She refrained from looking too pleased with herself. The fact that she’d pegged them did give her a boost of confidence to keep the conversation going. “Do a lot of gym-going guys actually read?”
                Shrugging, he turned onto one of the main streets and headed north. “I don’t know about that. But a lot of my friends do.”
                If there was a conversational roadblock, she’d just hit it, or created it. She wasn’t sure which. “So Eric is bringing me in some books to borrow. Something about a Story of O and The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty by Anne Rice or something. What do you think of them? Are there vampires in the Anne Rice one? Because I am so tired of vampire books and movies and TV shows.” She realized she was rambling so she shut up.
                He let out an exasperated sigh and shook his head. “That’s Eric for you. Right to the point.”
                Not knowing what to say, she merely gave him a quizzical look.
                Noticing this he said, “I’m pretty sure you probably would not like those books.”
                “Why do you say that?”
                Brad let out something that sounded like a muffled laugh and mutter at the same time. “They’re erotic books.”
                “Yeah, erotic romance,” she clarified.
                “No.” His tone was sharp and direct. “Not exactly. You’ll see.”
                She decided to change the subject. “Thanks for taking me home. I’ll talk to my mom and my friends and see if they can pick me up most nights.”
                “It’s really not a problem at all. We’re almost there,” he pointed out.
                He wasn’t lying, a few more turns and they’d be there. That’s when it occurred to her she hadn’t given him an address. “You want to take a right up here.”
                “Yeah, I know. Navigation system,” he said pointing to the display on the dash. It had been turned toward him so she hadn’t really paid much attention.  “I plugged in your address earlier because I thought I was taking you home before your friend showed up.”
                A slow smile spread across her face. He really was one of those types. Brad was the kind of guy who was meticulous and took care of everything.
                When they finally pulled up in the front of Amy's, she looked around for the familiar black Chrysler her now ex drove. It was nowhere to be seen. She breathed an audible sigh of relief.
                "We'll see you tomorrow at one," Brad said simply, all business again.
                She nodded and gave him a shy smile, looking away quickly when his eyes met hers, "Thank you for driving me home." 
                She didn't notice the pleased grin that fell over his face. Instead, she practically ran to the front door. Something about the way Brad was, just his demeanor, intimidated the hell out of her. He waited until she got in the door before driving away.
     

 
    Chapter Three
     
                Amy poured herself a cup of coffee from the carafe and sat at the register. She’d been working at By the Book for two weeks now and she loved it. Eric and Brad were great bosses and always good for interesting conversation. They’d even indulged her and discussed business ethics at great length the day before. Today she was tired, and why not? After getting home last night she'd read forty pages and written part of an essay for her business ethics