He stared directly into my eyes. His eyes were dull grey and rimmed in red. An unusually sharp scent clung to him, spicy but not unpleasant.For a horr...ble, fleeting moment I thought this asshole was going to reach down for a kiss. My makeup was still fresh; wet, glistening lips parted in a slight gasp; and then I realized the boy wasn't even looking at me. His eyes were unfocused and distant. Slowly they returned to the here and now and gradually became aware of the startled, wide-eyed girl. We’ll work it out. I still don’t know what to do about Liz’s current beau, either. He might not go for it, so that part could get ugly, but we’ll see. Anyway, so, tell me more about these other girlfriends of yours. Starting with the Reform Jew,” Sam probed a bit more, even as Marley sat on his lap and began making out with him.“Oh, yeah, that would be Anna Levy. She’s a lot of fun, trust me on that. You’ll love her. I’ve never gone down on her, nor vice versa, but I hear that she’s a fine. A cute little redhead was trying to hold him back as he started up the stairs, but she didn’t stand a chance.I followed after, quickly making switches and hoping I wouldn’t pay too much for it tomorrow. I started to turn down his anger and concern, and turn up his acceptance. It took a fair amount of effort to get the switches to move, but slowly they complied with my will.They weren't behind the first door, or the second. The second room was occupied by a couple going at it, and though I kind. “Let me see what I can do.” I set my coffee down and grabbed my keys. “If I can’t get her car started, you can use mine.”We both walked over to her house. As I walked up the driveway, I could see the trail of gasoline coming out from under her car. It was an older car, but Paige took really good care of it.“I’m sorry to bother you, Shamus,” Paige said, standing by her car. “Of all the times. Right?”“Isn’t that how it goes?” I told her, with a smile. I could tell something wasn’t good there..