Our eyes meet and hold.
He is standing there, right to my left side. Has he been there all along? And I didn’t notice?
So he watched me walk inside, scan around for him like a creep and he was just there all this time? Oh my!
Shock spreads through me, followed closely by mild outrage and pure panic. You know what makes it scarier? I cannot even read his emotions.
Is he furious right now or not, I can't tell from looking at his face because it is expressionless.
Just a blank canvas, his lips in a straight unsmiling line.
Oh he must be furious!
What other possible explanation can there be for him just standing there looking at me unblinking.
There is no way out of here for me. It is too late for me to make a run for it.
I want to say to hell with my dignity and make a run for i
