"You must have bad instincts then." I said while moving a bit closer to her.
"You haven't hurt me yet, now have you?" In the distance I could hear her friend coming back. I let go of her arms and they fell to her side. The bell to the boutique rang and we both looked towards it even though the curtain blocked our view.
"Oh my God, Bella! You're still in there?" Jess said indignantly before taking a loud slurp of something.
"I'll be out in a second." Bella said loudly. She stood on her toes, placing one hand on my chest for balance, before she moved her lips just an inch away from my ear. "I think you need help."
"You could help me." I whispered back. That seemed to catch her off guard. She pulled a marker out of her purse and turned my arm over. Bella uncapped the marker with her mouth before writing some numbers on my arm.
"Alright weirdo. My name is Bella. Call me sometime." She closed the marker and put it back in her purse. "And you are?" That's right, I hadn't told this strange woman my name…
"I'm Jasper Whitlock." The name felt foreign on my own tongue and I realized I hadn't said my own name in at least fifty years. She nodded while smiling at me before opening the curtain slightly and slipping through. Her friend bitched at her for a minute before they left. I waited until I couldn't hear either of them before leaving the small dressing room.
I glanced down at my arm, quickly memorizing the number. I easily rubbed it off while walking down the street, picking up the scent of the man I planned to kill tonight. What an interesting day…
Clearly, this wasn't the scene Jasper mentions in the description. (Which means we'll have more time with Jasper in a changing room!) lol what do you think of Bella giving Jasper her number? Insane or smart?