Getting Rid of Bradley
“She’d almost reached the alley next to the lot when somebody grabbed her arm, and she swung around and fell against the brick wall of the building behind her. It was the black leather from the restaurant. “Excuse me?” he said. “We need to talk.” He blocked her against the wall and reached inside his beat-up leather jacket. “I’m—” “No.” Lucy shook her head until the street blurred. “I’m very busy. Really. You probably noticed me staring at you? That was a mistake. I’m sorry. I have to go.” She tried to slip away, but he caught at her arm again. “I have to ask you about Bradley,” he said, and Lucy stopped pulling away. “I’m—” “Bradley? Oh, you mean with my sister back there? Getting rid of him? That was a joke.” He smiled down at her, and Lucy lost her breath. He was too intense to be handsome and too electric to be ignored. “I love jokes,” he said. “Tell me about it.” I’d tell you anything,Lucy thought, and then she heard a sound like a car backfiring.
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