Connor
"If you are not going to give me a tour of your apartment, why don't you come up to mine?" I ask as we get on the elevator. "It's because I need your help," I add when she looks at me suspiciously. "I think I need your expertise in decorating."
That excuse just popped into my head, but I am glad it did.
"How much are you going to pay me?" Evelyn demands, and I laugh.
"Whatever you want."
She grins, and it makes my heart flip. "Okay. You have a deal."
We say nothing more to each other until I input the code to my door, and we walk in.
"You want the tour now, or would you like something to eat?" I inquire, walking away. It takes a minute for me to notice that Evelyn isn't following me, and when I turn around, she has the strangest look on her face.
"It wasn't a mistake."
"Wha
