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whether he should at least make
small talk, or maybe get her number, but the more he thought about
it, the more he felt like a fool. He slept with this girl once and
suddenly he was acting like she was his one true love, he needed to
chill. Nevertheless, as he left the bathroom and spotted her
putting on a coat, his body ignored his mind and before he knew it,
he was walking over to her. Halfway through his walk, she looked up
from zipping up her coat and her eyes caught his. Her chocolate
brown irises met his stare for longer than they needed to, before
she looked down at the floor and then back up to him again. Was she
embarrassed?
    “ Hey. Dee,
right?”   he
managed, as he stopped in front of her. He was trying to play it
cool, but of course he knew what her name was.
    “ Yeah”  she said, as she smiled
awkwardly . “Jason,” she replied, more a
statement than a question.
    He
nodded.
    “ How’ve you
been? ” he asked, like they were old
friends reunited.
    “ Yeah, I’m good. You?”
    “ Yeah, great. You
finished your shift? ” he gestured to her
coat, making the connection.
    “Yeah, I’m finished early tonight.”
    “This is early?”
    “ Trust me. This is
early.” She said matter-of-factly as she
picked up her bag from the chair and put it over her
shoulder.
    “ Do you need
walking to your car?”   he asked politely, noticing
she was on her own and about to leave the club. He knew there
wasn’t any parking at the club so assumed she would be a little way
away.
    “ Oh, I don’t
drive. I walk.” She said, as she pulled
her hair from out of her coat.
    “ Do you live
far? ” he questioned.
    “ Takes me about twenty
minutes”
    “On your own? ” he asked, wondering
if she would really do that at this time of night alone.
    “ Yeah, it’s
cool”  she said, like she was trying
to reassure him.
    “ That doesn’t
sound too safe” he stated.
“ Let me walk you .”
    “ No, for real,
it’s cool .” She said once
again.
    “ Please, I’d feel
a lot better .” He said.
“ I’ll just walk you close by if you
prefer. ”
    Dee
    Some girls might be a little freaked if someone they had
slept with once had offered to walk them home, but this guy was
genuine, she knew it. He was far too polite and what not to
suddenly turn into a serial killer or something. Plus, even if he
was a little dodgy, she knew how to handle herself, thought
Dee.  He’d  be the one in trouble if he did try anything. She did wonder
what his friend must have thought when he ditched him for the
second night in the same club.
    She
remembered him going home alone without Jason when they’d hooked up
last time. It made her wonder whether he was trying to hook up
again, but she shrugged off that thought. Either way, she didn’t
really mind. She wasn’t trying to fuck, but if it happened, it
happened. She did find it slightly funny that this rich white dude
thought he would be more protection for her on her walk home when
he wasn’t even from this area. She knew the streets, she knew the
people, and she knew how to fight. She knew he didn’t know the area
or the people and as far as fighting was concerned, she could only
imagine rich white boy wouldn’t have the first clue. He didn’t look
the type. However, he was cute, and polite, and frankly, there
weren’t a lot of people with those qualities around her, so she let
him walk her home.
    They
chatted idly about his trip home on the walk, and the family and
friends he was looking forward to seeing when he got there. She
thought his family sounded like real down-to-earth southern people;
they probably had a dog and a white picket fence and a pool. She
was kind of intrigued by it all, and she wondered why someone with
this good life was taking an interest in her. She wondered why he
was even bothering walking her home when he was leaving for his
perfect family tomorrow, but then she remembered she’d put out the
first time they’d met and no matter how polite or nice he

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