” Never talk to me again! Don’t worry about driving me home. I can get there myself,” Aimee shouted at Jason. “I’m going to walk until I catch a damn cab.”
“Wait, don’t go. Darlene’s not my girlfriend. She’s my happily married boss with kids. She was only asking me about our most recent project at work,” Jason pled.
Aimee ignored Jason and kept walking.
Suddenly, her sandal caught on a grate in the sidewalk. “Oh Hell,” Aimee muttered unwedging her heel before hearing it snap. She swore repeatedly.
“Let me help you Aimee,” Jason said. He bent down and removed her heel from the grate. Jason took the gum from his mouth and sealed Aimee’s heel to her sandal. “That should hold until I get you to my car, if you lean on me.”
Aimee was touched that Jason had come to her aid. She didn’t know why Darlene made her feel so jealous.”Okay Jason, you can take me home. Thank you for helping me.”
Jason smiled as Aimee leaned against him; she smiled back.
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