She had met Nick that previous Saturday at noon, driving her illegal wheels over to his apartment and then having him follow her over to his cheap but...reliable mechanic and smog expert. After lunch they went back and the guy needed to do stuff, saying it wouldn’t be ready until Monday or Tuesday and yet pretty sure he could get it clear and legal by then.Tracy would have just returned home, but Nick drove her over to a part of town where they could hang out, check out a tattoo shop (something. ‘Did you have a good day at work?’ I asked. ‘Oh lovely,’ he said. ‘Six hours of stocking shelves and helping lazy people find things on racks two feet away.’ ‘Not a fan of retail, I take it?’ ‘About as bad as high school.’ ‘Yeah, I wanted to ask you about that. Why did you miss your prom, anyway?’ His eyes darkened for a moment. ‘I wasn’t popular.’ ‘Neither was I,’ I said, still confused. I was never a member of the high school elite, but I got to the prom. ‘I was fat, I had thick glasses, and. Can we go inside?“I need to finish taking care of the unit for Kevin and then maybe we can sit down on the patio and talk?”“Sounds good to me. Go ahead, I will follow you. Do you mind me asking questions?”“Can you just write them down or remember your questions and then I can answer them after I finish the work for Kevin?”“Yes we can do that. You seem to have everything organized and I don’t want to interfere with something that seems to be running so well.”After James finished servicing. Rather a transaction for the services rendered or something to that effect, certainly not a date. The handsome man continued to stare at her and she became uncomfortably self-conscious. She didn’t look like a hooker, which was the client’s specific request. She was to wear normal clothes (she picked a light, flowery mini dress, very appropriate for the hot Chicago summer), no clown make up (light mascara and a few generous sprays of expensive perfume was all she went with) and basically she.
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