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into the building.
Drew hadn’t been inside the community center in a very long time, but he could tell that it had been through a lot of renovations in the last few years. The walls of the entryway were bright and boldly colored, various posters and works of art lining them. There was a desk off to the side, and a message board opposite it, filled with papers. Only the aged tiling gave the impression that the building was actually quite old.
“Can I help you, sir?” The woman at the desk asked. Drew noticed her name tag, labeled Crystal, and he smiled his most charming smile at her.
“Good afternoon, Crystal. I was actually hoping to see Miss Maloy .”
“Is she expecting you?”
Drew was willing to bet a significant amount of his net worth that, in fact, she wasn’t.
“I’m an old friend, and I just found myself in the area…thought I might pop in for a quick visit.” Crystal frowned, and Drew tilted his head. “I’m sure it won’t take too much of her time.”
Because she was probably going to murder him before he had the chance to speak.
Yep, this was a really, really, bad idea.
But it was too late, and he was already committed.
“Let me just call her up for you.”
“That would be great. Thanks, Crystal. You’re a peach.” He grinned at her before turning around and walking toward the board. Flyers were pinned all over it—a pick-up basketball game was open every Monday and Wednesday. Tutoring was offered every day. Someone was trying to start a comic book club.
“What are you doing here?” If sound had the ability to kill, he would surely be dead right now. Drew turned around very slowly, suddenly very glad that they were in the public domain.
“Hey, Annabelle—”
“Don’t you Annabelle me—I asked you a question.”
“I…” He glanced around nervously. “I was thinking I could use a little time on the court.”
“This is a community center. For kids. I know you may have the same maturity level as a freshman in high school, but that doesn’t quite qualify.” Anna’s arms were crossed over her chest, her eyes narrowed.
He didn’t know what she was so mad about. Really—he’d done her a favor by taking her home the other night. There was no telling what Big Nose had in store for her.
For a moment, he considered telling her this.
“Well, color me confused, ” he shrugged. “I thought this was like one of those rec —”
“What are you doing here?” She repeated, and Drew realized in that moment that it wasn’t so much anger that she was glaring at him—but embarrassment.
Obviously, she hadn’t forgotten about her little…proposition.
And Drew decided then that he couldn’t make it any worse for her. He’d come here so that he could tell her he hadn’t been stalking her—that, in fact, he’d just been doing Jeff a favor, like he asked, and that she was free to do whatever she liked with her life because he was officially off-duty.
But it didn’t take a genius to figure out that a revelation like that would only make Anna feel worse.
Having your ex’s best friend babysit you, at his request, because he was worried about you even after you broke his heart…
That put you in the pitiful pile.
Drew remembered her words from the other night, when she labeled herself as desperate.
“I…found twenty dollars in my car. I just wanted to see if it, you know, belonged to you.” And if that wasn’t the lamest of excuses, he wasn’t sure what was. For a moment, he worried she might buy it, and he tried to recall whether or not he actually had any cash on him.
“Go home, Drew.”
Without another word, she turned and began walking down the hallway she had arrived by.
And, not knowing what else he should do, Drew listened to her, walking through the heavy front doors and back to his car.
As he pulled out onto the street, he
Drew hadn’t been inside the community center in a very long time, but he could tell that it had been through a lot of renovations in the last few years. The walls of the entryway were bright and boldly colored, various posters and works of art lining them. There was a desk off to the side, and a message board opposite it, filled with papers. Only the aged tiling gave the impression that the building was actually quite old.
“Can I help you, sir?” The woman at the desk asked. Drew noticed her name tag, labeled Crystal, and he smiled his most charming smile at her.
“Good afternoon, Crystal. I was actually hoping to see Miss Maloy .”
“Is she expecting you?”
Drew was willing to bet a significant amount of his net worth that, in fact, she wasn’t.
“I’m an old friend, and I just found myself in the area…thought I might pop in for a quick visit.” Crystal frowned, and Drew tilted his head. “I’m sure it won’t take too much of her time.”
Because she was probably going to murder him before he had the chance to speak.
Yep, this was a really, really, bad idea.
But it was too late, and he was already committed.
“Let me just call her up for you.”
“That would be great. Thanks, Crystal. You’re a peach.” He grinned at her before turning around and walking toward the board. Flyers were pinned all over it—a pick-up basketball game was open every Monday and Wednesday. Tutoring was offered every day. Someone was trying to start a comic book club.
“What are you doing here?” If sound had the ability to kill, he would surely be dead right now. Drew turned around very slowly, suddenly very glad that they were in the public domain.
“Hey, Annabelle—”
“Don’t you Annabelle me—I asked you a question.”
“I…” He glanced around nervously. “I was thinking I could use a little time on the court.”
“This is a community center. For kids. I know you may have the same maturity level as a freshman in high school, but that doesn’t quite qualify.” Anna’s arms were crossed over her chest, her eyes narrowed.
He didn’t know what she was so mad about. Really—he’d done her a favor by taking her home the other night. There was no telling what Big Nose had in store for her.
For a moment, he considered telling her this.
“Well, color me confused, ” he shrugged. “I thought this was like one of those rec —”
“What are you doing here?” She repeated, and Drew realized in that moment that it wasn’t so much anger that she was glaring at him—but embarrassment.
Obviously, she hadn’t forgotten about her little…proposition.
And Drew decided then that he couldn’t make it any worse for her. He’d come here so that he could tell her he hadn’t been stalking her—that, in fact, he’d just been doing Jeff a favor, like he asked, and that she was free to do whatever she liked with her life because he was officially off-duty.
But it didn’t take a genius to figure out that a revelation like that would only make Anna feel worse.
Having your ex’s best friend babysit you, at his request, because he was worried about you even after you broke his heart…
That put you in the pitiful pile.
Drew remembered her words from the other night, when she labeled herself as desperate.
“I…found twenty dollars in my car. I just wanted to see if it, you know, belonged to you.” And if that wasn’t the lamest of excuses, he wasn’t sure what was. For a moment, he worried she might buy it, and he tried to recall whether or not he actually had any cash on him.
“Go home, Drew.”
Without another word, she turned and began walking down the hallway she had arrived by.
And, not knowing what else he should do, Drew listened to her, walking through the heavy front doors and back to his car.
As he pulled out onto the street, he
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