Chapter90: 90

WESTON Her eyes are big, surprise written all over her face, but in an instant it’s replaced with a scowl. “What are you doing here—again?” “You didn’t answer my question. Do you always just open the door to strangers, completely unaware?” I step into her apartment, causing her to back up. I close the door and lock it again. “No, it’s not like I get a lot of strangers knocking on my door. I thought it might have just been my neighbor asking me to hang out again.” “Hang out?” “Yeah, like to watch a movie or play video games with him,” she says casually. “Him?” I crook an eyebrow, trying to keep that jealous feeling at bay. “He’s harmless, trust me. He’s just awkward and probably lonely. I don’t think he has any friends. Now, I answered a lot of your questions so back to mine. What are you doing here—I don’t see Daisy with you this time.” I look down at her outfit, noticing she’s wearing the fuzzy socks again and it makes me smile. Her shorts are almost nonexistent beneath her oversized