RUBBY'S POV
"Alex right?" Josh asked eyeing me suspiciously.
"What's with the eyes?" I asked, forcing back my laughter.
"Nothing. How were you able to get his number?" He asked, fiddling with his fingers like a teenager in love.
"My sss. I had it saved there, so immediately I entered it into the phone, every saved number popped up."
"I see," Josh whispered, his face was an expression of both sadness and jealousy.
"I'm scared," I blurted suddenly.
"Why?" He asked and came close to me.
"The media, the police, everything," I whispered.
"Rubby," he whispered and held my hand gently, rubbing it gently with one hand, and stroking my hair with another.
He was so close, I couldn't afford to breathe. I wasn't comfortable with it, but I wasn't uncomfortable either. It felt so normal, as t
