William and Heath had stopped at a gas station along a country road. The gas station sported a convenience store, along with a small deli in the back. The two men were leaning against the hood of William’s car in the almost empty parking area, eating sandwiches and drinking sodas they had just purchased inside. The teenage girl manning the cash register was watching the two handsome men through the window with a dreamy expression on her face. William grinned back at the girl and saluted her with his soda bottle. She looked flustered and pretended to be busy with something under the counter.
“You are such a flirt,” Heath grumbled good naturedly.
“Hey, she’s looking at you, too,” William bumped his mate in the shoulder, and then peeled back the paper wrapper on his grinder to take
