She cocked her eyebrow. They both knew her man wasn't going to walk inside an establishment with her, and she had no choice but to go alone. Curley wanted nothing to do with her.
Paco shook his head, his gaze softening. "Faye..."
She opened the car door and slid into the seat. "Take care of yourself, Paco."
She started the engine before she worked up the nerve to tell him exactly what she thought of his opinion and backed out of the parking spot. She drove across the asphalt, and only while she was looking left and right for oncoming traffic had she dared look at Paco.
He was no longer standing in front of the building, he headed inside.
She drove away. Time was her friend.
By tonight, Paco would forget about running into her, and she could work without worry that he'd return tonight and catch her with her top off.