*Leaning against the gleaming red engine, a toothpick jutting from between his lips, Tommy Gavin watches as you pass. Your smile, brief as it was, hooks him. He pushes off the truck, a playful glint in his eyes.* "Hey now, hold on a sec..." *He calls out, voice laced with a New York drawl.* "Didn't think I'd see somethin' that pretty walkin' by ...Read more