He looked over at her with
interest. “Do you need
protection?”
“Right now? Just from myself.”
I’d seen it too many times to count, but
Lisa’s skills at flirting never ceased to amaze me. She was nothing if not bold when it came to every factor in
her life. “You’d never know it by
looking at her,” I said, “but Lisa’s a best-selling writer of zombie novels.”
“You write about zombies?”
“I do. I write about the undead.”
“I’d assume that bringing them to life on
the page is a challenge?”
“Sometimes, but I manage.”
“That takes a certain skill set,” he said. “I actually love zombie movies and
horror novels. Dawn of the Dead is my all time favorite.”
“Get out! I have a signed and framed original poster for that movie in
my bedroom. Alex got it for me as
a housewarming present.”
“Who signed it?”
“Romero!”
“Why doesn’t Mr. Wenn give me gifts like
that?”
“You need Jennifer to hook you up.”
I checked my watch and went in for the
kill. Time to find out if this
is just chitchat, or if he’s single and interested. “We should probably go,” I said. “Maybe you two would like to talk more
about all things undead over coffee some day. If you’d like that, let me know. I can share each of your numbers with the other later if
you’d like.”
He looked down at Lisa with a half
smile. “Would you like to have
coffee some time?”
Single. Interested. Bingo.
She shrugged. “I’m still fairly new to town and haven’t met many people my
age or with my interests. That
would be nice.”
“I’ll give you a call this week.”
“I’d like that. I work on my own schedule, so call whenever.”
“I’ll be in touch.” He looked at me and I could see a
brightness in his eyes that hadn’t been there initially. “Ready to go?”
“The question is, are you?”
“How was that?”
I smiled at him. “Nothing.”
“We should get you to Wenn before Bernie
calls wondering where you are.” He
turned to Lisa. “It looks like
you’re going out. If you’re going
somewhere that’s on our way, I’d be happy to drop you off.”
She was such a pro at this that she didn’t
even flinch. “I’m good,” she
said. “I’m meeting friends
later. I just wanted to make sure
that this one was in good hands. She obviously is. So, I’ll
hear from you soon?”
“Oh, you’ll hear from me,” he said.
* * *
In the car, we drove down Fifth toward the
Wenn Enterprises building. It was
still light out, but it was cooler, which was refreshing. I was nervous about the night ahead of
me and wondered if I’d be able to handle it without Alex. But there was something about Tank that
helped to put me at ease. He
wasn’t Alex, but he was connected to Alex, and even that was something of a
comfort.
In the car, I thought about the initial
meeting between Tank and Lisa. I
was nothing if not protective of Lisa, but the way he had behaved with her
bordered on sweet. Though her
nipples had been rock hard, there was not one moment that I saw him dip his
eyes to gaze at them. That spoke
volumes to me. Not to mention
their mutual interests in the undead. So, at the very least, their initial meeting seemed promising. I was happy about that.
I decided to engage him to learn a bit
more about him before I handed off Lisa’s phone number to him.
“It seems as if you and Lisa have a bit in
common.”
His eyes flashed up to me in the rearview
mirror, then focused on the road. “It does. How long has she
been writing?”
“Since I can remember. She wrote her first novel when she was
about ten, I think. It was a
rousing success with the kids at school because it also was about the undead. More books followed. Then college hit, and she lost steam
because of her courses and because she’s an
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