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Authors: Miriam Becker
a small glare on her face.
“I’ll be seeing you soon, Gemma.”
“If you think so,” she said, as she winked at him, closed the door, and left him staring at a blank, white door. So far, Gemma was the first woman who hadn’t reacted to his charms or advances.
When Taylor thought about it, he couldn’t believe that this amazing woman was stopping him from trying to get her into his bed. Maybe she really isn’t willing , he thought and shook his head, as he headed back to his squad car.
****
Gemma placed the last of the dishes in the cupboard and stepped back to survey her handy work. She finally managed to unpack the kitchen and she only had the bathroom, living room, and bedrooms left. At least she’d made an effort to take things out of the boxes, unlike the time before last. Her second home was littered with boxes and she was living off paper plates because she couldn’t bring herself to unpack, knowing she wasn’t going to be there long. She was right though, since she was only in that home for a month before she was told she to leave. Her landlord told her it was because they had another tenant that needed the home, but she knew it was because she was a shifter. She was evicted at some point from every home since college. The world was supposed to be about equality, but, in her experience, as soon as something different appeared or as soon as something caused fear, then equality was thrown out of the window.
She hoped that this town would be different, since there were more shifters here than in any other place that she had lived. She was just settling down on the sofa with a cup of coffee when the doorbell rung. She put the cup down on the floor before opening the door.
“Taylor, what are you doing here? How did you know where I live?”
“I’m a police officer, Gemma.”
“So you tracked down my address?”
“Well, I wanted to see you. I wanted to see why you were so busy and why you wouldn’t allow me take you out,” Taylor said, as he leaned against the doorframe, a smile on his handsome face.
“A bit stalker-like don’t you think?”
“I was leaning more towards romantic.”
“Why are you here then?”
“Well, I was hoping to take you out for a drink, and then maybe show you the best thing about this town.”
“What is the best thing about this town?”
“Me.” Taylor licked his lips before winking at her.
“Seriously? Have you nowhere better to use that line?”
“It usually works.”
“Yeah, well, I’m not someone who hooks up with random men. Go find someone else to use that terrible line on.” Gemma stepped back and went to close the door, but Taylor blocked it with his foot.
“Why doesn’t it work on you?”
“I don’t sleep around. I prefer to be wined and dined.”
“Well, can I wine and dine you then?”
“Try me again tomorrow night. I’m busy,” Gemma said, as she smiled at him again. Then, she slammed the door closed before he had the chance to put his foot in the crack a second time. She returned to her sofa and her cup of coffee, wondering what Taylor saw in her. She was just a plain, boring woman and the only thing she was good at was teaching. She shrugged to herself and turned the TV on. While she hadn’t unpacked everything, she had gotten a good start; so, she settled in to watch Law & Order until she felt tired.
****
Taylor stared at the closed door with a frown. It was the first time since he’d moved to this town that he had been rejected by an available woman. Maybe I’m losing my touch , he thought. He laughed at himself over the ridiculousness of such a thing, as headed back to the police car. He knew that there was no way he was losing his ability to pick up woman. Gemma just wanted to be wined and dined, as she clearly stated during their brief encounter. While he had never attempted to wine and dine a woman, he was sure he
“I’ll be seeing you soon, Gemma.”
“If you think so,” she said, as she winked at him, closed the door, and left him staring at a blank, white door. So far, Gemma was the first woman who hadn’t reacted to his charms or advances.
When Taylor thought about it, he couldn’t believe that this amazing woman was stopping him from trying to get her into his bed. Maybe she really isn’t willing , he thought and shook his head, as he headed back to his squad car.
****
Gemma placed the last of the dishes in the cupboard and stepped back to survey her handy work. She finally managed to unpack the kitchen and she only had the bathroom, living room, and bedrooms left. At least she’d made an effort to take things out of the boxes, unlike the time before last. Her second home was littered with boxes and she was living off paper plates because she couldn’t bring herself to unpack, knowing she wasn’t going to be there long. She was right though, since she was only in that home for a month before she was told she to leave. Her landlord told her it was because they had another tenant that needed the home, but she knew it was because she was a shifter. She was evicted at some point from every home since college. The world was supposed to be about equality, but, in her experience, as soon as something different appeared or as soon as something caused fear, then equality was thrown out of the window.
She hoped that this town would be different, since there were more shifters here than in any other place that she had lived. She was just settling down on the sofa with a cup of coffee when the doorbell rung. She put the cup down on the floor before opening the door.
“Taylor, what are you doing here? How did you know where I live?”
“I’m a police officer, Gemma.”
“So you tracked down my address?”
“Well, I wanted to see you. I wanted to see why you were so busy and why you wouldn’t allow me take you out,” Taylor said, as he leaned against the doorframe, a smile on his handsome face.
“A bit stalker-like don’t you think?”
“I was leaning more towards romantic.”
“Why are you here then?”
“Well, I was hoping to take you out for a drink, and then maybe show you the best thing about this town.”
“What is the best thing about this town?”
“Me.” Taylor licked his lips before winking at her.
“Seriously? Have you nowhere better to use that line?”
“It usually works.”
“Yeah, well, I’m not someone who hooks up with random men. Go find someone else to use that terrible line on.” Gemma stepped back and went to close the door, but Taylor blocked it with his foot.
“Why doesn’t it work on you?”
“I don’t sleep around. I prefer to be wined and dined.”
“Well, can I wine and dine you then?”
“Try me again tomorrow night. I’m busy,” Gemma said, as she smiled at him again. Then, she slammed the door closed before he had the chance to put his foot in the crack a second time. She returned to her sofa and her cup of coffee, wondering what Taylor saw in her. She was just a plain, boring woman and the only thing she was good at was teaching. She shrugged to herself and turned the TV on. While she hadn’t unpacked everything, she had gotten a good start; so, she settled in to watch Law & Order until she felt tired.
****
Taylor stared at the closed door with a frown. It was the first time since he’d moved to this town that he had been rejected by an available woman. Maybe I’m losing my touch , he thought. He laughed at himself over the ridiculousness of such a thing, as headed back to the police car. He knew that there was no way he was losing his ability to pick up woman. Gemma just wanted to be wined and dined, as she clearly stated during their brief encounter. While he had never attempted to wine and dine a woman, he was sure he
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