Roxie frowned, standing beside the door with her arms folded. Although startled by his visit, she remained calm and composed.
She finally understood why she felt so comfortable around him.
Their stature and their face were similar, she thought to herself as she glanced at him, examining his features. Neon noticed her scrutiny and drew closer.
“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” he interrupted her thoughts with a question.
“Why are you back here?”
“Because someone clearly forgot to call and ask if I was gone or still waiting for her,” Neon retorted.
She stiffened. He was right, and she knew it. She sighed and combed her hair back with her fingers.
“I am heading to the office. There is no need for you to come in and wait for me, so...”
“Are you asking me to leave, Roxie?” Neon inter
