CHAPTER 9

Hello, woman. How are you doing?

I realize the voice speaking to me from next me and not some other woman way too late.

After removing my hands, I blush at the few inches that separate my face from the car's wheels. I swallow forcefully, turn towards where I heard the male speak, and blush once more when I see the small group of onlookers staring at me from the pavement.

The car door opens with a groan. "Hey? She's fine, right? A loud voice shouts.

The voice next to me responds, "Yeah," in the same tone. "As pure as a sheet."

She appeared out of nowhere, sh*t. There for a moment, then elsewhere. The loud man's voice falters.

A woman in a red parka approaches with a worried expression on her face. But in her rear...

I jerk myself to my feet and dash forward, weaving between the traffic I've stopped on one side of the street. On the other hand, I narrowly miss being screamed past by a matte-black sports car, which causes my hair to fly around. As I run across the moving automobiles, I h