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grabbed her hand and shook it vigorously.
“So, Ferro—which by the way is an awesome name—what are your plans for this place once the structure’s back together?”
“What do you mean?” he said. “And thank you.”
“Well, you know, the other place was a little…um, rough around the edges, no?” she said, suddenly embarrassed. Perhaps Ferro hadn’t been aware that it was in need of some updating and touchups.
“It was? I thought it was pretty good.”
“Oh, it wasn’t bad ,” she assured him. “But I mean, I was only here once, and I noticed that a lot of the chairs were broken or the padding was ripped, the light out front was broken, and a lot of the decorations would have looked more appropriate to say, a hundred years ago?” she said with a forced smile, hoping he wouldn’t get mad.
“They were?” the bartender looked around at his bar, as if trying to understand.
“Listen, I’m not saying you need to go with an ultra-modern look here. That would just be a horrific idea, trust me. But it could use a female’s touch,” she finished.
“Okay,” Ferro said without argument. “You do it then.”
“What?!” she yelped in sudden surprise.
“You’re hired. I want you to make the place look like it fits with the times.” He was nodding along as he talked, as if he thought the idea was a fabulous one.
“Um, surely you’re joking, right?” Gwen stammered, completely taken aback. She barely knew anything about Ferro, his bar, or the townspeople that frequented it!
“Not at all,” he said seriously, as if he didn’t understand why she was so surprised. “You obviously took an interest in the place, enough to imagine it looking differently. So, make it look different. You have a blank canvas,” he said with a small smile.
“Okay,” she said slowly, still trying to process what had just happened.
“Excellent,” Ferro proclaimed. “I look forward to seeing what you do with the place.” He turned to go.
“Wait,” she said. “You don’t want any say in it?”
“No, I think you’ll do fine. You’re going to be around a lot from here on out anyway, so it’ll be a good way for you to start to fit in,” he said with a knowing look.
She felt that if he was the type to express things with his body, he might have winked at her. But she was overwhelmed and confused, and without thinking about where it might lead, the next question just slipped out.
“Why do you seem so sure that I’m going to be around?”
Ferro looked at her, then over at Russell, who was busy manhandling pieces of junk into a trash bin to take outside. Sweat was streaming down his forehead and soaking the shirt he was wearing. It also had the side effect of making plaster adhere all over his skin, making him look like a ghost of sorts.
“What was that look for?” she asked, raising her eyebrows.
“I think you know,” he said, “but if you don’t, I’m going to let you figure it out on your own. It’s much more fun that way.”
Gwen sighed and shook her head. “You’re as bad as one of the shifters!” she exclaimed.
Ferro looked at her strangely before speaking again. “Gwen, I am one of the shifters,” he said, as if he had just told her a big secret.
“You are? Why did nobody tell me?” she asked, not understanding.
“I’m a dragon shifter,” he said, pausing to let her gasp and stare at him anew. “Most humans get a little silly when they realize that, so the others don’t share my secret with anyone. But we’re going to be working together, so I may as well tell you now.”
“Wow,” she breathed. “A dragon shifter.” Then she caught herself. “Yeah, I see what you mean. I was just about to go down that path myself. Sorry if I weirded you out there,” she said, feeling awkward about the whole situation.
“I’ve had much worse, trust me,” he said wryly.
“You know, I have no problems believing you on that one,” she said with a reciprocating chuckle. “Last
“So, Ferro—which by the way is an awesome name—what are your plans for this place once the structure’s back together?”
“What do you mean?” he said. “And thank you.”
“Well, you know, the other place was a little…um, rough around the edges, no?” she said, suddenly embarrassed. Perhaps Ferro hadn’t been aware that it was in need of some updating and touchups.
“It was? I thought it was pretty good.”
“Oh, it wasn’t bad ,” she assured him. “But I mean, I was only here once, and I noticed that a lot of the chairs were broken or the padding was ripped, the light out front was broken, and a lot of the decorations would have looked more appropriate to say, a hundred years ago?” she said with a forced smile, hoping he wouldn’t get mad.
“They were?” the bartender looked around at his bar, as if trying to understand.
“Listen, I’m not saying you need to go with an ultra-modern look here. That would just be a horrific idea, trust me. But it could use a female’s touch,” she finished.
“Okay,” Ferro said without argument. “You do it then.”
“What?!” she yelped in sudden surprise.
“You’re hired. I want you to make the place look like it fits with the times.” He was nodding along as he talked, as if he thought the idea was a fabulous one.
“Um, surely you’re joking, right?” Gwen stammered, completely taken aback. She barely knew anything about Ferro, his bar, or the townspeople that frequented it!
“Not at all,” he said seriously, as if he didn’t understand why she was so surprised. “You obviously took an interest in the place, enough to imagine it looking differently. So, make it look different. You have a blank canvas,” he said with a small smile.
“Okay,” she said slowly, still trying to process what had just happened.
“Excellent,” Ferro proclaimed. “I look forward to seeing what you do with the place.” He turned to go.
“Wait,” she said. “You don’t want any say in it?”
“No, I think you’ll do fine. You’re going to be around a lot from here on out anyway, so it’ll be a good way for you to start to fit in,” he said with a knowing look.
She felt that if he was the type to express things with his body, he might have winked at her. But she was overwhelmed and confused, and without thinking about where it might lead, the next question just slipped out.
“Why do you seem so sure that I’m going to be around?”
Ferro looked at her, then over at Russell, who was busy manhandling pieces of junk into a trash bin to take outside. Sweat was streaming down his forehead and soaking the shirt he was wearing. It also had the side effect of making plaster adhere all over his skin, making him look like a ghost of sorts.
“What was that look for?” she asked, raising her eyebrows.
“I think you know,” he said, “but if you don’t, I’m going to let you figure it out on your own. It’s much more fun that way.”
Gwen sighed and shook her head. “You’re as bad as one of the shifters!” she exclaimed.
Ferro looked at her strangely before speaking again. “Gwen, I am one of the shifters,” he said, as if he had just told her a big secret.
“You are? Why did nobody tell me?” she asked, not understanding.
“I’m a dragon shifter,” he said, pausing to let her gasp and stare at him anew. “Most humans get a little silly when they realize that, so the others don’t share my secret with anyone. But we’re going to be working together, so I may as well tell you now.”
“Wow,” she breathed. “A dragon shifter.” Then she caught herself. “Yeah, I see what you mean. I was just about to go down that path myself. Sorry if I weirded you out there,” she said, feeling awkward about the whole situation.
“I’ve had much worse, trust me,” he said wryly.
“You know, I have no problems believing you on that one,” she said with a reciprocating chuckle. “Last
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