Capter 10- Mick Flips a bitch

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             Genuinely surprised at what he had just heard, Mick chocked back a laugh and accidentally inhaled too much smoke.

"I'm all vhclempt" he coughed while improvising in his best New Jersey smoker's wheeze. He pretended to cough, before realizing he was actually sort of choking. But none of this mattered. He was suddenly in a fantastic mood!

Mick threw out his cigarette, and perked up in his seat.  He simply could not contain  his level of boyish pleasure at this juicy piece of gossip! His emotions jumbled around in his chest, ping ponging back and forth between feeling genuinely shocked and personally vindicated. Whereas thinking about his nemesis Ryan normally put him in a bad mood, today he couldn't wait to hear more about the guy.

Mick turned to look at Gabrielle excitedly, where he couldn't help but admire her with fresh eyes again. She was so fucking cute. He quickly stole a glance at her airbrushed bronzed skin peaking out from her tiny jean shorts while the wind blew through her long hair. God something about her made him feel filthy.

Gulping, he grabbed for another cigarette. It was all he could do to keep his imagination from running wild. Maybe it was a mistake to have prematurely written her off in the past ...The girl was smoking hot.

"This deserves a drink," he announced panting.  "Are you hungry? Let me buy you dinner."

"Really you and me?"

"Sure why not?," Mick said, feeling borderline jolly at the prospect. Hell, it wasn't as if they weren't allowed to be friends. At the prospect, he smiled for the first time all day. 

"I'm taking you somewhere I guarantee you have never been. It's a barbecue restaurant outside of the city. You down"?, he asked while wiping the sweat from his brow.

Relying on gut instinct, Mick flipped a bitch before even waiting for an answer.

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