LUCILLE'S POV
“Why would you be in the middle of nowhere, Greg?” I questioned again, and Greg stared at me, unable to say a word.
His countenance change as if he had been caught doing something he wasn't meant to do.
“I was on my way out, lu. Then I saw you stranded–”
“I wasn't stranded, Greg, I was trying to stop a fight. As you can see, my car is in perfect condition.” I continued.
A knot twisted in my gut, and I felt a condescending suspicion wavering in the air. Pointing my fingers at him, I narrowed my gaze.
“Were you following me?” I questioned, and he kissed his teeth before raising his hands in surrender.
“Yes, I was following you, but not like stalking…” I didn't let him complete his words before walking back to my car.
“Hey, Lu, listen.” He walked briskly towards me. “
