There was something about Julian that set Vanessa’s radar off. This was the type of guy she usually went for, someone sweet, chivalrous and probably decently well off. There was something too good to be true about him, and she was suddenly glad that she saw this as strictly a night out with a new potential friend. Julian was one of those guys that were just too good to be true. She laughed and looked at her pasty white skin as he commented on his own tan, or lack thereof. You would never know that she lived in California based on her skin. “As much as I would love some sun, if I want to save money, I can’t make a habit of skipping work to go to the beach. Before I know it, I’d be out of one, if not two jobs.”
Vanessa looked out the window briefly, enjoying the view as they rode to the wharf. This was a beautiful area for sure. “I love it so far, it reminds me a lot of where I grew up, except the people here are a hell of a lot nicer.”