SMITH
"Is that guy really your neighbor?" I asked, minutes after a silent ride. I spent those past minutes curbing the urge. Until I couldn't anymore.
Carla nodded. "He is."
"And you both are close enough for him to come pick you up from work?" I sounded like a nagging father.
She shook her head. "No. Not really. We've only spoken once and I don't even know his name. I'm surprised that he came to pick me up."
I watched her a bit, trying to decipher if those were lies or the truth. Relief washed through me when I saw the innocence in her eyes.
I sank into the chair, wincing a bit from the pain in my guts. "That guy seems a bit creepy. You should stay away from him."
This wasn't me being jealous. But yeah, can't deny I feel a bit irked. But that guy did have a weird, cold aura aroun
