through the doors to the waiting area of Beck’s auto shop. They had no receptionist since customers usually talked to Beck directly to schedule a project.
“Hey,” Jay greeted as he walked to the counter.
Sophia Nixon had a beautiful smile—it was one of the things about her that Jay really liked—and she used it often. Today was no exception, but he got the distinct feeling that something was up.
“Hi,” she answered him. “I thought I’d take you to lunch since I bailed on you five nights ago.”
Jay weighed his response, thinking it unusual that she would show up at his place of employment and expect him to be free. He glanced out the front windows and spotted the limo waiting in the parking lot.
“I’m working, Phee. I’m just about to paint a car.”
She bit her lower lip and eyed the clock above Jay’s head. “Even just a quick stop somewhere? We can eat in the limo on the way back. Thirty minutes tops.”
“I can’t, I’m sorry.”
“It’s thirty minutes, Jay,” she said, almost prayerfully with her hands clasped together. He couldn’t figure out why she was so adamant to spend time with him all of a sudden. First the date on Sunday that she canceled, and now this.
“If I could, I would,” he told her, just as Beck entered the waiting room from his office.
“Hey, what’s up, ” Beck said, looking over the two of them as he tossed a folder on the file cabinet.
“Jay needs to eat lunch,” Sophia answered. “If you guys could just give him a short break, I’ll bring him back really soon. Twenty minutes,” she added this time.
“His friend already fed him,” Beck shrugged with a smile, “but okay.” He returned to the garage without realizing he’d just made things worse. Jay faced Sophia again and her curiosity was obvious.
“What friend?” she asked with a smile. “What friend of yours would be considerate enough to feed you lunch?”
She was clearly on the mark if she was thinking of his other guy friends, but that wasn’t the case this time.
“Her name is Melanie,” Jay answered.
Sophia’s eyebrows shot sky high. “I don’t recall you having a friend named Melanie,” she stated casually.
“She’s Teague’s sister-in-law and my former housemate. She dropped off a sandwich for me on her way to work.”
Sophia leaned against the counter slightly as she seemed to deliberate a reply. “You know, if you’re seeing someone you could just tell me,” she finally said.
Normally Jay would be an ass and laugh it off, but he wasn’t feeling that light-hearted about her insinuation. “If I were seeing someone, I wouldn’t even be talking to you right now,” he replied evenly.
Her expression was hard to read , but her eyes softened and she seemed pleased. If she’d been any other girl but Sophia, Jay would have dismissed her right from the bat. But he shared a history with this woman and owed her a decent amount of respect.
“Look, Phee,” he said. “I’m busy all this weekend, but maybe we can meet up for dinner on Sunday night. Does that work for you?”
“Yes,” she answered right away. She unexpectedly leaned over the counter, slid her hand behind his neck and pulled him forward, planting a kiss right on his lips. When Jay didn’t resist, she lingered against his mouth for a moment before pulling away. “Bye, Jay. I’ll be looking forward to your call.”
He watched her leave, enjoying the amount of effort she put in to give him a good view of how her short skirt could move when she walked. Smiling with amusement, he returned to the garage.
***
When Jay entered Teague’s house later that night, he was greeted instantly.
“ Rawk ! Hey fuck-fuck-fucker!”
With a smile at the expected salutation, Jay answered, “Hey cocksucker. How’s it goin’?”
The bird replied with his usual head bobbing as he paced up and down on his perch, and then Jay noticed Melanie standing at the kitchen entryway with her arms folded across her
“Hey,” Jay greeted as he walked to the counter.
Sophia Nixon had a beautiful smile—it was one of the things about her that Jay really liked—and she used it often. Today was no exception, but he got the distinct feeling that something was up.
“Hi,” she answered him. “I thought I’d take you to lunch since I bailed on you five nights ago.”
Jay weighed his response, thinking it unusual that she would show up at his place of employment and expect him to be free. He glanced out the front windows and spotted the limo waiting in the parking lot.
“I’m working, Phee. I’m just about to paint a car.”
She bit her lower lip and eyed the clock above Jay’s head. “Even just a quick stop somewhere? We can eat in the limo on the way back. Thirty minutes tops.”
“I can’t, I’m sorry.”
“It’s thirty minutes, Jay,” she said, almost prayerfully with her hands clasped together. He couldn’t figure out why she was so adamant to spend time with him all of a sudden. First the date on Sunday that she canceled, and now this.
“If I could, I would,” he told her, just as Beck entered the waiting room from his office.
“Hey, what’s up, ” Beck said, looking over the two of them as he tossed a folder on the file cabinet.
“Jay needs to eat lunch,” Sophia answered. “If you guys could just give him a short break, I’ll bring him back really soon. Twenty minutes,” she added this time.
“His friend already fed him,” Beck shrugged with a smile, “but okay.” He returned to the garage without realizing he’d just made things worse. Jay faced Sophia again and her curiosity was obvious.
“What friend?” she asked with a smile. “What friend of yours would be considerate enough to feed you lunch?”
She was clearly on the mark if she was thinking of his other guy friends, but that wasn’t the case this time.
“Her name is Melanie,” Jay answered.
Sophia’s eyebrows shot sky high. “I don’t recall you having a friend named Melanie,” she stated casually.
“She’s Teague’s sister-in-law and my former housemate. She dropped off a sandwich for me on her way to work.”
Sophia leaned against the counter slightly as she seemed to deliberate a reply. “You know, if you’re seeing someone you could just tell me,” she finally said.
Normally Jay would be an ass and laugh it off, but he wasn’t feeling that light-hearted about her insinuation. “If I were seeing someone, I wouldn’t even be talking to you right now,” he replied evenly.
Her expression was hard to read , but her eyes softened and she seemed pleased. If she’d been any other girl but Sophia, Jay would have dismissed her right from the bat. But he shared a history with this woman and owed her a decent amount of respect.
“Look, Phee,” he said. “I’m busy all this weekend, but maybe we can meet up for dinner on Sunday night. Does that work for you?”
“Yes,” she answered right away. She unexpectedly leaned over the counter, slid her hand behind his neck and pulled him forward, planting a kiss right on his lips. When Jay didn’t resist, she lingered against his mouth for a moment before pulling away. “Bye, Jay. I’ll be looking forward to your call.”
He watched her leave, enjoying the amount of effort she put in to give him a good view of how her short skirt could move when she walked. Smiling with amusement, he returned to the garage.
***
When Jay entered Teague’s house later that night, he was greeted instantly.
“ Rawk ! Hey fuck-fuck-fucker!”
With a smile at the expected salutation, Jay answered, “Hey cocksucker. How’s it goin’?”
The bird replied with his usual head bobbing as he paced up and down on his perch, and then Jay noticed Melanie standing at the kitchen entryway with her arms folded across her
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