SHE WAS DRAWN TO HIM
Gigi’s apartment was a an affordable small studio. It was close to everything and her office. The location weighted more than the square footage to her. When she came home that evening, she lit up her favorite candle and turned on the jazz. The light lavender scent soothed her instantly. She poured herself a glass of chilled Pinot Grigio and sank into her bubble bath. She closed her eyes and drifted away.
“So did you shoot them?” Gigi was stunned by Ronny’s story of his first love. It was dark in the VIP area at the Babe’s. Ronny was puffing a cigar over his scotch. DJ was playing the heart-wrenching songs of Sade.
“I did shoot but not at them. I was hurting so much, and I couldn’t function. I watched them biking away. Then I walked away feeling broken. But guess wh
