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“Uh, yeah,” she agreed, then ripped one of her ordering papers out of the pad in her hand and wrote some numbers on the back. “I put my name on, too.”
I glanced down at the paper she handed over, her cheeks starting to flush a pretty shade of pink.
“Thanks Jen,” I said with a wink, then turned around and went back to the booth I shared with Tom.
Sitting in my spot, I slid the paper over to him with a ‘now what?’ expression.
He just shook his head, leaning back in his seat with a look of disbelief.
“See? What’re you waiting for? Go get yourself laid and things won’t look so bleak.”
“Yeah, finding a chick isn’t the hard part. Finding one I want to bother with is the challenge.”
“Oh, fuck off. You don’t have to be that picky for a stress relieving fuck. You’re not picking your wife, Ash.”
I just shrugged and chugged my second beer.
“You know what? I changed my mind. Sitting here with that girl mooning over you from a distance is suffocating. Let’s go see your car.”
I agreed and dug some cash out of my wallet as I stood.
“It’s on me,” he said, dropping two twenties on the table before we walked out of the bar.
Tommy followed me back to my little rental, and to my surprise, a little red sedan was already waiting on the street outside.
“Freya?” I murmured to myself as I found another spot a little further up, leaving Tommy space to park behind his daughter.
“Freya?” Tommy called as all three of us got out of our cars.
“Hey Dad!” Freya grinned at her dad, a look of panic in her wide eyes.
“What’re you doing here?” he demanded of her, looking around the neighborhood which, admittedly, wasn’t the safest place in the world.
“Oh, uh, Ash promised to show me his car after work,” she lied, turning her eyes to me to help her cover up her impromptu visit.
“Oh yeah,” I agreed easily, lying to my best friend for his daughter’s sake. “I forgot.”
And mine.
“Well, you shouldn’t wait around in a neighborhood like this. You shoulda called.”
“I tried. Ash didn’t answer.”
Reaching into my pocket, I dug out my phone and saw three texts from her.
Freya: I didn’t see you today after I left your place.
Freya: Are you feeling alright?
Freya: I’m coming over to check on you since you’re avoiding me.
“Right,” I said, not going into the details because those texts would open a whole can of whoopass if Tommy Gun saw them.
“Alright, well, we’re both here. Show us your new baby,” Tommy said, leading the way up the driveway.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I hissed under my breath.
“I was worried about you,” she spit back just as quietly. “I’m not going to apologize for giving a shit about you.”
