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head.
    “Nothing. I just…I thought maybe you…never mind.” She could
feel the redness coloring her cheeks. She had sincerely thought that Luther had
come to her rescue because he liked her. Sure he wasn’t her usual type, but the
thought of a tall, dark and handsome man coming to her rescue was more fantasy
than any girl could resist.
    “What?” Luther stared at her with his dark grey eyes.
    “I thought maybe you liked me, that’s all.” Ivy couldn’t
bring herself to look up at him as she said this. Luther began to chuckle and reaching
over he patted her hand lightly.
    “Darlin’ first of all, you are far too young for me. Second
of all, I’m not the kind of guy that a girl like you dates. In fact, I’m the
kind of guy that your parents warn you against dating.” Ivy opened her mouth to
dispute both of these points, but Luther kept talking. “I am a bad bad man,
darlin’ and not the kind of man you want in your life.” When Ivy was sure that
he had finished, she lifted her hazel eyes to meet his.
    “I don’t think you’re such a bad man.” She said, quietly.
    “That,” he said definitively, “is because you don’t know who
I am.” Luther set the ice pack on the bar top and slid off his stool. “Now,
before I go breakin’ your heart, I’d better get out of here.” His large hand
grabbed the top of her arm gently as he took a step towards the door. “Don’t
take it personally, kid, you just deserve better.”
    As Ivy lay in bed that night she couldn’t stop thinking
about Luther. She imagined that he was lying beside her, that he hadn’t walked
out of Busties and left her there alone. The more she thought about him, the
more she found herself attracted to him. She wondered why he had called himself
a bad man, she couldn’t imagine anyone like him doing something so bad that she
couldn’t forgive it. He had come to her rescue twice already and she couldn’t
believe that someone who would do something like that could be a bad person. As
she fell asleep, twirling a strand of her dark brown hair around her fingers,
Ivy wondered if she would see Luther the next day.

Chapter 4

 
    Ivy had been so wrapped up in thinking about Luther that she
had completely forgotten that her parents had been coming to pick up some of
her things. There were still a few days left until move out day, but Ivy knew
what a nightmare it was to find parking then, so she’d asked her parents to
come a few days earlier to pick up the small stuff. It wasn’t until they called
her from the callbox outside of her dorm, that Ivy even remembered that they
were coming.
    “Ivy, honey, we’re here to get your things!” Her mother’s
voice was shrill on the other end of the phone.
    “Oh God!” There was a loud sigh from her mother.
    “Ivy, you know I don’t like that kind of language!” Ivy
smirked.
    “Sorry mom, I’ll be right down to let you in.”
    Ivy was still preoccupied with Luther when her parents had
finished loading up their car and it was only when they suggested lunch that
she snapped out of her fantasy world.
    “We can go to the drugstore? I loved their soda fountain
last time we went and their BLT’s are delicious!” Ivy was sick to death of the
food at Jacob’s Drugs, but it was a treat her mom couldn’t resist.
    “Sure, mom, that’d be good.”
    “Okay, you girls go to the powder room and I’ll go down and
wait in the car.” Ivy’s dad mumbled as he walked out of the door.
    “I don’t have to…” Ivy managed to say before her mother
interrupted.
    “Oh, I do!”
    The drugstore wasn’t too busy for a Saturday afternoon and
while the tables were all full, they had no problem finding seats at the soda
fountain.
    “Oh I feel like I’m back in the sixties!” Ivy’s mom
exclaimed. Ivy laughed.
    “Mom, you were born in the sixties!” Her mom giggled as she
picked up her menu.
    “I know!” As Ivy’s parents perused their menus, Ivy glanced
around the store. Just as she was turning