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office door, she went to her desk chair and sat down. She began counting to ten before she spoke, hoping to get control over her emotions.
    “Kyle, these outbursts are getting too frequent to ignore,” she calmly began.
    “Screw that,” he growled. “Let’s talk about the real issue here; you and that asshole last night. I can’t believe you just got in a car with a total stranger and let him drive you home, Jazz. Didn’t you hear about that girl in Mid-City? That could have been you.”
    “What girl in Mid-City?”
    Kyle looked down at his hands. “Some woman they found in a house on Banks Street. The paper said she had been dead for about a month. Her body was ripped apart, mutilated beyond recognition.” He raised his eyes to her. “Don’t you see how stupid it was to just go off with that wino?”   
    She stood from her chair. “No more stupid than the idiot who followed us and sat in his truck outside of my house spying on me,” she countered, raising her voice.
    “I wasn’t spying! I was protecting you. God knows what that guy would have done to you.”
    “For Christ’s sake, Kyle, leave Julian out of this.” She paused and once again tried to collect her thoughts. “These temper tantrums and the drinking; they have got to stop, Kyle. I need you to focus on your job here. There may be times when I will have to be away from the restaurant, and I have to trust you to be able to handle yourself.”
    “What are you talking about? You’re never away from the restaurant.” He paused and his blue eyes took in her face. “He asked you out, didn’t he?”
    She nodded. “I will be seeing Julian Sunday, and I need you to make sure—”
    “I can’t believe this!” Kyle shouted. “The guy wanders in here, buys some expensive wine, flirts with you, and now you are ready to jump into bed with him.”
    “I’m not going to jump into bed with him! It’s a date, Kyle, and it’s a chance for me to start having a life away from the restaurant.”
    Kyle stared at her; the hurt in his eyes was painfully evident to Jazzmyn. “I thought you loved it here. You always said this was your family.”
    “It is, Kyle, but I need to get away for a little while. Get back out in the world, out into the dating scene again.” She shook her head. “Do you know I haven’t had a date since…I can’t remember when.”
    “The UPS guy, three years ago. His name was Doug and you liked his legs,” Kyle told her.
    Jazzmyn ran her hand across her forehead. “Yeah, Doug. I forgot about him.” She motioned to Kyle. “Well, we both know you haven’t been exactly celibate all of these years. I can’t remember how many pretty girlfriends you’ve had flitting in and out of the kitchen.”
    Kyle gave a sly smile. “I’m not a monk, Jazz. But none of them ever meant anything to me.” He paused as the pain in his eyes retreated. “So, what is it you like about Julian?” Kyle softly asked.
    Jazzmyn shrugged and leaned her hip against the side of her desk. “I guess his smile, his charm, the way he makes me feel when he talks to me. All I know is that I want to get to know him, Kyle. To find out if there is more or if this is just some silly flirtation.”
    Kyle uttered a long heavy sigh that made Jazzmyn feel absolutely awful.
    “Fine, go and have your date with the asshole, and I promise I will behave from now on,” Kyle pledged, sounding more frustrated than encouraging.
    Jazzmyn stepped away from the desk. “Thank you. It will make me feel better knowing you will be watching out for everything while I’m away.”
    Kyle gave her a hint of a smile. “Just be home at a reasonable hour, and whatever you do, don’t sleep with him,” he warned, shaking his finger at her.
    Jazzmyn felt all of her worry ease. Kyle had been appeased, for the time being anyway.
    “Thank you, Kyle. Thank you for being my friend.” She stood on her toes and kissed his cheek.
    Kyle’s body stiffened as her lips brushed against