City Lounge: New York (Book Two, Chapter Nine: Neil)

Chapter Nine: Neil:

Izzie looked around her neighborhood. What did she want to do today? She looked around at the tall buildings towards the sky. Yes, today was going to be her day. Izzie’s lips curved into a smirk. Maybe she could go down to one of the neighborhoods and hang around for bit. She moved her arms behind her head. The best part was she would have all day too.

Izzie made her way down to Brooklyn. She suddenly felt like a having a slice of pizza. Keste West Village sounded just perfect right about now. Izzie could taste that hot melted cheese to her lips right now. Okay, she settled on that. She stuck up her arm in the air.

“Taxi!” she shouted. One pulled up to her.

“Where to?” the driver asked.

“Keste West Village pizza,” Izzie answered.

“Hop in,” he said.

“Thanks,” the writer said. She climbed into the back and rode off. Izzie pulled out her cell phone. Six missed calls already. Why did she do this to Kathy? Boredom maybe. But, Izzie would never answer that question. She shoved her phone back into her bag. Sorry ladies, this was her time.

——–

Ten minutes later, Izzie was in Brooklyn. She wasted no time heading to Keste West Village. If she left now, she could get a table before lunch hour. The writer looked at her phone. She ignored the eight new missed calls notification. 10:55. Plenty of time. Izzie twirled around with her arms out.

“It feels good to be free!” she shouted. She paused when she heard a woman’s voice lowly touching. Izzie took a look behind her. The writer spotted on a tall black woman dressed up in a black leather jacket. She had her short light brown hair tied back with a black bandana. She held little foxgloves in her hand.

“Hello,” she said. “I really like you, Hayley. Would you go out with me?” She shook her head as Izzie walked over to her.

“No,” the woman said. “It sounds too cheesy.” Izzie came within inches of her.

“Hello?” she asked. The woman quickly turned around.

“Huh?!” she asked. The writer smiled and waved.

“Hey there,” she said. “What are you doing?” The woman started to blush.

“Uh…” she said. “Nothing.” Izzie looked her up and down, smirking.

“It looks like you were asking out a lady,” she said. “Who’s the flower for?”

“No one!”

“What’s the lady’s name?”

The woman lowered her head. “Hayley.”

Izzie whistled. “I know of her.” The woman’s eyes grew big.

“You do?” she asked. Izzie held out her hand.

“My name is Izzie,” she said. “And you are?” The woman’s face turned bright red.

“Neil,” she said in a quiet voice. The writer raised her eyebrow. So this was the infamous Neil that Hayley was both attracted and afraid of. She didn’t look that scary.  In fact, she looked like a little kitty cat. Izzie didn’t go for the butch type, but this woman would make her change her mind.

“Say, have you eaten yet?” she asked.

“No…” Neil said. The author broke into a huge cat-like grin.

“Perfect!” she said. She put her arm around Neil’s broad shoulders.

“Let’s go get some pizza and talk,” Izzie said. “I can help you win Hayley’s heart.” Neil blushed as she looked away. The author smiled. This is going to be fun, she thought. Her eyes stayed fixed on the pair of big gold hoop earrings. Neil meanwhile kept her eyes on her black leather boots.

Just a few more hours to go before Izzie would come home. Dianne would be pissed, but she didn’t care. Izzie was going to get her way– again.

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