Chapter 2After changing from his work clothes into jeans and a T-shirt, Kent checked to be certain he had everything he needed and then took off for the First Friday Art Walk. He had no expectations of it being more than a way to kill the evening and keep Kelly off his back.
On the other hand, it is better than sitting at home staring mindlessly as some TV show while wondering where I’ve gone wrong in my personal life that I can’t find someone I might stand a chance with as more than a one-night stand. Someone a hell of a lot better than Maitland. Good lord, how desperate was I to hook up with him? “Very,” he muttered as he searched for somewhere to park that was closer than five blocks from his destination.
Eventually, after driving up and down the side streets, he found a vacant space
