Page 29 of Lucy
CHAPTER NINE
I watched Lucy storm out and sighed heavily. I didn’t want to go out with her. She was obnoxious and crass and she lacked finesse. Besides all that, she was the most beautiful woman I’d ever fucking seen. How the hell was I supposed to sit near her and share a meal without staring at her?
Still…
I didn’t like her being mad at me. She was the only one who ever talked to me at that hellhole of a job anyway. If she stopped then I’d have no one.
I rolled my eyes and chased after her. I caught her before she hopped in the car. She looked terrified when I walked up to her.
“What, asshole?” She spat angrily.
“Let’s go,” I said, letting my head droop a bit.
“You…want to hang out now? After I cursed you out?” She laughed out the words and folded her arms. She was defensive. I scathed her ego.
“Yeah,” I shrugged and leaned against her little yellow Bug. It almost tipped over, so I stood up.
“Don’t break my car, you big motherfucker.” She pushed her next breath out like I was stressing her. “I don’t think you’ll fit in my car, Hush. Let’s take yours.” She headed toward my truck and left me standing in her absence. She was all over the damn place.
Still…
I couldn’t stop staring at her whenever we were at work.
Lucy was like something wild and untamed. Something I couldn’t turn my eyes away from.
A storm.
Atornado.
She was like me. Only I was heat and she was air. She blew through and fucked shit up. She didn’t care whose feathers she ruffled. I didn’t care whose skin I burned.
I opened the door for her and she grinned at me, a sparkle danced in her eye. “You have manners. Wow.”
“In,” I frowned. She sucked her teeth and climbed in.
“Why don’t you talk?” She asked as she clicked her seatbelt in place. I gripped the steering wheel and looked straight ahead. Lucy was too much to look at sometimes.
“I talk.” I gritted the words out and started the truck. I could talk just fine. I hated doing it though. It seemed like whenever I spoke it got me in trouble. I intimidated people.
“Okay, so tell me what your real name is. I know it’s not Hush.” She studied my face and it left a trail of warmth where ever she looked.
“No.” I pulled off and Lucy muttered something under her breath before flipping through iTunes and playing music.
“You have great taste in music.”
“Thanks,” I chuckled.
“You can smile…handsome,” she said nibbling on her bottom lip. “Tell me your name please.”
“Where are we going?” I asked her. She blinked in disbelief. “I’m not mute,” I sighed.
“I mean…clearly not but I’ve never heard you say more than one or two words.”
“Where are we going?” I asked her again.
“Let’s go to the Blue Bayou.” She stared at me and I wished she would stop. Her eyes bored into me and made my skin prickle. It was like sitting next to your crush in class.
I turned down streets while music played and Lucy sat beside me, fidgeting like being quiet was killing her. “If I talk to you while we eat will you promise not to tell everyone at work that I can talk like a normal person?” I asked her as I threw the truck in park. Her eyes lit up and I realized Lucy would be a problem.
