Kain Locke
I had my guess it could be him the second I got the message even though I never did give him my contact information, but who am I kidding? He could get it at ease,
Still, I stared at the screen a few seconds longer, debating whether to even go out. My fingers hovered over the screen of my communicator.
Now you might be wondering why then I'm out here? Well, I thought the same, even though I should've ignored it. Should've just put it back inside and buried myself in work or sleep or anything else that didn't involve… him.
But I didn't. Because before I knew what I was doing, I had already pulled on a hoodie, grabbed my communicator, and headed out.
And there he was.
Leaning against his flying car like some smug poster boy for "trouble you should've walked away from." My heart stuttered for a second, just a second, but I kept my face blank, eyes cold. I even turned to go back.
But of course, he caught me. Like I thought.
