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Nara didn’t saya thing until after I’d parked the car and we’d walked to my place.

“Wow, this is your building?” she asked, looking up at the old, industrial space.

I looked up at it, too. I had to admit, I really loved it. “Yeah. It used to be a sewing factory or something like that back in the day.”

“I pass buildings like this all the time, and I always wonder what they were before they were turned into residences. This is so cool.”

Like most New York homes, it took three keys and a combination to get in. The old building had been subdivided into four apartments, and the high ceilings lent themselves to the ever-popular open and airy loft configuration. I was a big fan of white walls and shiny black floors.

“Can I get you something to drink?” I asked.

“Sure. That would be great. What are you having?” She wandered around and checked my place out. She slid a couple books off my shelves, replaced them, and moved on to some family photos.

“Good question.” I surveyed my liquor cabinet. What was I in the mood for…?

“I’m opting for a scotch. Care to join me?”

“Oooh, sounds good. I’d love one.”

A woman who drinks scotch. What planet did she fall off of?

We settled into my oversized sofa.

“Well,” she started, “that was something back there.”

I nodded slowly, unsure about whether I was about to get a scolding or a pat on the back. I was ready for either.

She tilted her head. “Do you think he’ll leave me alone now?”

“I don’t know. He’s an angry little shit. And borderline crazy, if you ask me. I doubt he’ll just go away. If you continue to have trouble from him, let me know.”

She smiled, and if I didn’t know better, was teary eyed. “Thank you for defending me.”

“It’s always a pleasure to put a jerk like that in his place. And to help a kick-ass woman at the same time.”

She set her drink on the coffee table and stood.

“Do you think I could see the bedroom?” she asked.

I was liking this woman more and more.

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