Jamal and Bill met over the summer when Jamal held down a sales job at Jimmy Jazz, a clothing store in the mall catering to a hip-hop crowd. Everyone at Jimmy’s usually finds their way down to Da Hot Spot sooner or later, customers and associates alike. The moment Jamal entered the music store, Bill noticed him immediately—well-dressed in his work clothes, slightly older than the rest of the kids who hung out at the mall during the summer, and God, so damn sexy. Trying to be discreet and failing miserably, Bill began restocking any display near Jamal every time the guy came into the music store. He spent a few days checking Jamal out of the corner of his eye before, one day, he looked over and saw Jamal staring back. He ducked his head, shuffled a pile of CDs, and looked again.
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