Kate Gets Her Man

"May I ask what you think you were doing?" she said.

He smiled and said, "Just getting your attention."

"And why was that?"

"Want to ask you out next Friday night."

"What?"

"I'm asking you out Friday night. So how about it?"

"Have you lost your mind?"

"Look you have been following me everywhere. I'd like to go out to dinner Friday, and so I figure since you will be there anyway ..." he said with a little-amused smile at his own humor.

Leaning into his truck with her own smile, she said, "You are forgetting one thing..."

"Oh, what?"

"I don't date criminals," she said.

He laughed. Stopped, thought a moment, and said, "Well why not? Maybe I want to confess."

"So if I go out with you then you're going to confess?" she said with as much sarcasm as she could muster.

"Sure why not? It's been bothering me," he said.

She had to pause at that. She didn't believe him for a moment, but she was intrigued. He was right, what better way for her to follow and maybe trip him up than to go out with him. If she pushed, he might really make a mistake.

"What time Friday?" she said.

"Say 7:30," he said a broad grin cracking his face.

"Ok, 7:30 pick me up at my house," she said handing him the ticket.

"Good and sorry about this one, but your boss promised he'd fix any more tickets you gave me," He said waving the ticket and laughing.

All she could do was glare at him as he drove off.

Now, what was she going to wear?

*****

This is the end of part one.

If you think you recognize any individuals or event, please remember I made this story up. I also changed and invented geography. Yes, I borrow from my life experience and the places I know, but I write fiction. It's just that and nothing more. Fiction is best when it sails close to the truth. © 2015 by Richard Gerald