I knew it. I know what he's up to. I've never encountered a man who takes his hook up inside his home on the first night. Nevertheless, this is a good sign. I could think of it as my advantage.
I used his phone and did what I said I would do. I texted Erin that I wouldn't be going home tonight because something came up. But that's not the point of why I borrowed his phone.
I opened his gallery at first. There's not much. I think he's not the type of man who takes pictures. I only saw some pictures of slides from a presentation, some photos of receipts, plate numbers and many more random things.
"What the hell?" I whispered to myself.
I found it weird at first, but I was able to shrug it off immediately. I just gave him the benefit of the doubt that he's not weird and some peo
