A shiver runs through her, and she … freezes. But her eyes bounce back and forth, searching curiously. Slowly, I watch as her body tightens, jaw setting and brows slanting with suspicion.
She cocks her head ever so slightly to the side, her breathing turning shallow as her eyes scour the room.
Is she looking for me? Does she think I snuck away to hide in her house before she could get home? That wouldhave been a good idea, but I didn’t want to push my luck too far tonight.
Swiping out of the camera app and minimizing the screen so I can still watch her, I send her a quick text.
Looking for me? I’m flattered
Her shoulders tighten as I hear her phone chime. She rolls her eyes, probably assuming it’s me. I can’t help but chuckle at her immediate disdain.
Begrudgingly, she steps back to her purse and retrieves her phone.
She must not completely hate me, because I can see the gold bracelet wrapped around her wrist.
Reading my message, she types back quickly, and my phone vibrates.
Serena: So I can stab you
You don’t even have a knife
Serena: Are you watching?
Always
Aggressively, she struts toward the kitchen, her brows still pinched together in that angry, cute way. I swipe cameras, switching to one angled toward her cabinetry and sink.
With a shit-eating grin, she reaches toward her knife block and pulls out the big boy. Setting it down on the counter, she huffs a breath and sends me another message.
Serena: Happy?
You’ve never looked hotter
Serena: If you’re here, I’m stabbing you in the leg
That’s a rude thing to do to your boyfriend
Serena: You’re not my boyfriend.
The fuck I’m not
Serena: I’m going to start dating someone else then
That’s not a good idea
Serena: Why’s that?
Because then I’ll have to add murderer to my résumé
Serena: Ooh so scary. Yeah right. Big talk, no walk
Want to find out for yourself? Go right ahead.
Serena: [eye roll emoji]
Picking the knife up, she tightens her grip around the handle and trots off, heading back the way she came. Her scowl leads her up the stairs to her bedroom, and I hastily swipe through cameras to keep up.
Damn near ripping off one of her closet doors, she throws it open and points the knife into the darknessinside. But her shoulders lower when she realizes I’m not there.
