Red Riding Jack
A dark-skinned man wearing washed jeans and a black turtleneck shirt stood in the middle of the shop with his back turned to us, talking on the phone.
"Ahem."
He turned to us, his frown quickly turning into a smile as he approached us, ending the call with whoever was on the other line.
"Jack," he laughed as they gave each other a side hug. "Fredrick," Jack responded, and I smiled at their interaction.
Fredrick turned to me, his dark eyes on mine. "Who do we have here?" he joked, and I couldn't help but smile.
"Hi. I'm Amanda, Jack's girlfriend."
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