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ever pulled a gun on me. We sat there staring at one
another in silence until I couldn’t take it anymore.
    “Are you ok Stella?”
    “No, not
really. I umm…”
    She paused as if she was looking
for the right words. She let out a huffed breath.
    “I’m sorry about that, I ah, I
don’t do well in such close quarters with men. And you surprised me when you
approached me so quickly. I panicked.”
    “I didn’t mean to frighten you, I
just saw that I had upset you. That’s the last thing I wanted to do.”
    “I realise that, I may have
overreacted, bad habit of mine.”
    “Are you packin all the time?”
    She tilted her head to the side
before answering me.
    “Yes, I am.”
    “Wow, I gota say, I was not
expecting that. It would have been kinda hot if I wasn’t scared out of my mind.
No one’s ever pulled a gun on me before.”
    I smiled at her, hoping to
lighten the mood, dissipate the tension that had grown in the room a little. It
worked, well kinda. She lifted one side of her mouth in an attempt at a small
smile.
    “Well, I’ve never actually pulled
it on anyone. Don’t get me wrong, I know how to use it. I made sure of that
when I bought it.”
    “I should be relieved then, I was
wondering if you knew how to use it. I’ll be on my way then, I don’t want to
push my luck today, and end up full of lead.”
    I bounced my eyebrows at her and
gripped the sides of the chair getting ready to make my exit. I pushed myself
to my feet and began to turn.
    “Why?”
    I turned my head back in her
direction.
    “Why, what?”
    “Why are you being so nice to me?
Why did you buy me the flowers? What do you want?”
    She had cocked her head to the
side again. God I loved the way she did that.
    “I told you, I wanted to make
amends for yesterday. I’m a pretty nice guy you know, I didn’t buy you the
flowers because I wanted something from you. If you would let me, I’d like to
get to know you better. But if strictly business is all your willing to give
me, I’ll take it.”
    “Why do you want to get to know
me? The last man I trusted enough to get to know turned out to be the biggest
mistake of my life. So forgive me if I find it hard to believe that you just
want to get to know your new accountant.”
    “I’m sorry about that Stella, I
really am. And there isn’t anything I can do about that guy. Except assure you
that I am not like him. You’re not just my accountant. Your Sloan’s sister, I’ve
been friends with Sloan for years. I’d like to be your friend too, if you’d let
me.”
    She seemed to at least be
considering it. Good sign, I’ll take what I can get right now.
    “How about we just go for
friendship for now, on your terms. How’s that sound?”
    “Okay, my terms then. I should
tell you though; I won’t be going to any restaurants, bars, clubs or any of
that. I, I’m a bit of a home body. So you may find it hard to retain a
friendship with me.”
    “Not a problem. You can come to
my place, or I could go to yours.”
    Her eyes bugged out of her head
so I assume that neither of those places were options just yet.
    “Or, you could just give me your
number, and we can just chat now and then. Get to know each other that way.
Until you’re comfortable enough to spend more time with me.”
    She relaxed instantly. Another
good sign.
    “Okay, I can do that.”
    She scribbled her number on a
piece of paper and handed it to me. My fingers grazed hers when I took it from
her, and her eyes darted up to meet mine. We were both still holding the bit of
paper. She finally let go.
    I immediately pulled my phone out
of my pocket to enter her number. Then sent her a quick text with a smiley
face.
    She was watching me with her head
tilted to the side again. Watching me with such innocent eyes. So damn cute. She
startled a little when her phone went off signalling she had a new text. What
could possibly turn a girl who used to have ‘spunk’ as Sloan said, to this
jumpy little gun packin mouse?
    Stella