There were only a few Kim Parkers in the area, and only one with her gorgeous photo. Her social media pages were sweet and lively, full of photos of her girlfriends, art gallery
openings, and a photo series called, “Interesting things I find in my neighbors’ gardens.”
There was no mention or indication that there was another man in her life, so that was a
relief. Checking out the website for her workplace, it was only lists of their services, and
sample video clips. There was no staff listing.
I had to admit, I was extremely happy about that. I knew that some people splashed their
names and locations online, and it was too easy for jerks to follow women. I didn’t want
everyone to know where Kim was going to be every day.
My paranoia stemmed from seeing far too many couples break up in front of the bars I
used to work at. Screaming matches that the guy had been checking up on her, and it
creeped the woman out.
That was the main thing preventing me from rushing to Kim’s apartment right now and
begging for forgiveness for whatever I did. Showing up on her doorstep in the middle of the
night would definitely come across as creepy.
I fell into a fitful sleep, trying to figure out how I could make this better, even if I didn’t know what the hell I did wrong.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
* Kim *
After tossing and turning all night, I woke up in a huff. My anger was equally divided
between Devin and myself.
What the hell had I been thinking? I hadn’t been impressed by his money or his flashy suits.
I may have been taken in by his style and confidence. Although he seemed incredibly
smooth, he was also occasionally vulnerable. I could see how much emotion was in those
deep eyes, I just couldn’t interpret it yet.
Maybe everything had just been too much, too fast.
As I paced my purple and silver living room, I wondered how I could have been so cavalier
about suggesting that my friends have flings this summer. It was a lot harder than it looked.
Sensitive girls tended to catch feelings even faster than the common cold. My feelings for
Devin already ran deep, which is why it hurt so much to think that he might have a sinister
side.
I grabbed my phone. It was a bit early to call anyone, but Kate was the one most likely to