“Hi, Luanne. I’m looking to book an appointment with Leah.”
“Okay, let me pull up her calendar. Do you know what you’re looking for?”
“No, not yet. Maybe something on my chest or my arm.”
“Alright, it looks like she had a cancellation tomorrow evening. Does that work for you?”
“That’s perfect. I’ll be there.”
“What’s your name?”
I think for a moment, not wanting her to know I’m coming ahead of time. “Michael,” I reply, giving her my middle name.
She gives me a time to be there, and we hang up.
Maybe this is totally crazy, but fuck it. I’ve done worse to get some pussy when I don’t even care about getting to know the girl better.
I guess I’m getting a tattoo.
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Avoidance is my Favorite Pastime
Leah
“Leah, Leah, Leah!” Amy comes running to my room at the shop. “You’ll never believe it!”
“What?” I ask. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“Mr. Sexy Golden Retriever is sitting in our waiting room.”
“What? Dylan? Why?”
“He says he has an appointment with you at four.”
My brow furrows as I look at the calendar on my phone. “It says I have an appointment with Michael.”
“Do you think he lied about his name?”
“Why would he do that?” I ask.
“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe to make sure he could see you again? It’s sweet!”
“Or creepy,” I argue.
She shrugs her shoulders. “It’s a fine line. Why don’t you want to see him again?”
“One, I have a ton going on right now. Two, I’m pretty sure he has a girlfriend.”
“Why do you think that?”
“His house was way too nice and clean.”
She rolls her eyes. “Oh, no. One of those clean boys.”
“And there was a picture of some girl. I don’t know. He just seems a little too good to be true.”
“Well, he’s here to get a tattoo, so try to play nice.”