After a week that felt longer than usual, Friday was finally here. I was really excited about my date with Jeremy because it had been a long time since I trusted myself to feel anything, or take a chance on anyone. Hunter’s leaving had hurt me badly, but with Jeremy, oddly, I felt safe. I left work early, unusual for me, and took my time getting ready. My condo was a block from my office and about ten blocks away from Zocalo. I wanted to have time to calm down and prepare for whatever happened tonight.
I dressed to impress. A wine red, long-sleeved, button-down shirt with silver pinstripes was tucked into snug-fitting black slacks. My ass looked good. Black dress shoes completed the outfit. My blonde hair was neat, my green eyes were bright, and the scratches had faded enough to not be an
