The sound of approaching footsteps caused my gaze to shift. Londyn walked in, and her eyes immediately fell on me. She stood there for a moment, looking between me and Theo before walking over.
“Theo, didn’t Mr. Clive say to leave this girl alone?” she asked.
“I was just being friendly—”
“Well, take your friendly ass on somewhere. Go on. Git.”
He kissed his teeth as he pushed off from the table and stood. He looked back at me like he wanted to say something, but Londyn smacked the side of this head.
“Bye!”
He waved her off before going back to the table he’d come from. Londyn turned to me and motioned to the chair.
“You mind if I sit?”
I shook my head no. “Thank you.”
“No thanks needed, girl. These men can be creepy, and I don’t just mean the ones that work here.” She shook her head as she opened her lunch bag. “So, how’s your first day been so far?”
“It’s been okay. Charlene is very thorough.”
“She’s good at her job.”
“How long have you been here?” I asked.
“Five years. Mr. Clive was one of the few people willing to give me a chance. You know men think they own and run the world. God forbid a woman do the same job as a man and do it better than him. Anyway! I take it you’re new to town?”
“No. I grew up here.”
“Really? Now that you mention it, your face looks very familiar.”
I swallowed hard. “Well, you know what they say: Everybody looks like somebody.”
“True, but I swear I’ve seen you before. Did you go to Eastpoint?”
Slowly, I nodded. I knew where this was about to go. I was hoping to avoid this shit.
“What year did you graduate?”
“I,uh…I didn’t graduate.”
“Oh. Did you drop out or something?”
“Or something.”
She eyed me curiously before a grin broke out on her face. “I can tell when I’m being nosy. I’m sorry. I won’t pry. Anyway, we should hang out sometime.”
“I don’t know—”
“I promise I’m not that pushy. I just don’t really have many people I consider a friend. Mr. Clive and Mrs. Penny are angels, so I figured you were good people. You seem quiet and out of the mix. I just got a vibe we might make good friends. Plus, you’re gorgeous. Pretty girls like pretty girls.”
“Are…Are you hitting on me?”
I’d been in prison a long time, so it wasn’t uncommon that women in there found me attractive.
Londyn laughed out loud. “What? Girl, no! Well, if I had a little liquor in my system, I might want to rub on your booty a little bit, but I’m strictly dick, love. I just give credit where credit is due. I mean, your auntie is a baddie, too, for her age.”
I blew a breath of relief. “Just making sure.”
