Daniel pulled on his earlobe and watched her fidget with the ice bucket. Another thing his nose told him: Holly wasn’t scared. Whatever he said in the alley convinced her he wasn’t going to bite her – a feat, considering he wasn’t sure he could keep the promise long-term. He had never tried.
“I’m not the smartest guy around, but it just occurred to me. Maybe you’re setting me up.” He waved a hand. “Hear me out. Your wallet gets stolen, I jump in to buy your earrings. The machine takes your quarters, I get your can of soda. Now I’m out here in East Bum-fuck…” He indicated the bleached parking lot, the empty highway. “What’s your plan?”
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on 2013-08-31 08:03 pm (UTC)“I’m not the smartest guy around, but it just occurred to me. Maybe you’re setting me up.” He waved a hand. “Hear me out. Your wallet gets stolen, I jump in to buy your earrings. The machine takes your quarters, I get your can of soda. Now I’m out here in East Bum-fuck…” He indicated the bleached parking lot, the empty highway. “What’s your plan?”