MENACE || BWWM (BOOK #2 OF HITMAN SERIES)

Everett-3

[ Because your weak]

We're not having this conversation again.

[ fine by me. ]

"Everett is already spacing out, so I'll leave you guys with some money. You can use it for dinner tonight since the breakfast obviously isn't much of a peace offering." Kal says taking his wallet out of his pocket.

"Thanks Kal." Ciara says taking a 100 dollar bill from him.

"No problem kid. I gotta go, but you guys should get to know eachother. Your roommates now, act like it."

Kal finally leaves the apartment creating an awkward air in our apartment. We basically just sit back down, this time next to each other on the couch in silence. I'm not much of a talker, but she seems like she would be less shy. Dare I say outgoing?

"So...Did you grow up here?" She asks finally speaks up.

"No."

[ Really? Just one word answers? ]

Why should she know where I grew up?

"Am I allowed to know where you grew up?" Her curiosity Is definitely going to be dangerous.

I let out a little sigh before answering, "I grew up in New york."

She smiles and turns towards me with excitement, "so did I! What part?"

"That information is classified."

[ Freaking weirdo. ]

Ciara slightly pouts and looks away, much less excited than before. Now I feel like I have to tell her.

"You don't have to tell me if your uncomfortable I get it." She forces a smile to hide her pout but I already feel bad.

"No, I'll tell you. I grew up in [ REDACTED ]."

Her eyes widen again this time with an intimidated look, "That's a very wealthy area. Are you secretly a Millionaire?" She puts a hand infront of her mouth in shock.

[ so are we going to lie or tell the truth Pinocchio? ]

"No. My dad was though."

[ lie it is! ]

It's not fully a lie. That money was Al's and he left it to, well technically you.

I can tell my short answers are still intriguing the woman. She has the same look Dr. Cameron has after I say something that triggers her therapy talk.

She starts to talk more and ask questions but I get distracted by her features. Her brown eyes had a childlike glint in them, that made them shine with curiosity and wonder. She smiled as she talked showing a small dimple on her left cheek. Her smile reached up to her eyes even though it wasn't a prominent grin.

Her long eye lashes fluttered cutely when she blinked and her nose crinkled a bit with her smile growing wider as she found something interesting or humorous

Her skin was clear and looks smooth to touch. She didn't have a blemish on her face expect for a small beauty mark below her right eye.

[ What, did you memorize how many hairs on her head too? Damn. ]

I know, but it's proving to be very hard to focus.

"What's your middle name?"

Her question immediately pulls me out of my trance. My middle name? Who asks that to someone they just met ?

"Are you trying to steal my identity?" I say. She chuckles but I'm serious. She notices this and holds back a smile.

"I'm sorry, Im pretty talkative, but i don't usually get this comfortable with someone this quick. I tend to want to know as much as possible." She looks away obviously now feeling a bit embarrassed by her questioning.

She's comfortable with me?

[ Maybe she's into being man handled ]

I didn't man handle her. I just didn't know who she was and needed answers, so I calmly blocked her from running away.

[ Yea, calmly. Okay. ]

"My middle name is Adam." The words leave my mouth before I can stop them. That was not me, I wasn't planning on telling her anything.

"That's a nice name. For some reason I thought it would be like Cornelius or something."

A small, but noticeable smile reaches my face, "Cornelius?"

Ciara grins and laughs at her self. She covers her face as she laughs and so badly, I wanted to remove her hands from her face so I could see her dimple.

"I don't know, I think you kind of look like a Cornelius." She laughs a bit while trying to get her words out.

[When will it be my turn? ]

To what? Exist? You're never going to take over again. I'm going to make sure of it.

Her laughter dies down and she gets up, "My uncle lines up a couple interviews to do today for staff at my store and then have some other things to do today. Maybe we can order in and have dinner together to get to know each other better."

Her confidence drops slightly as she suggest having dinner together. She looks as if she's preparing her self for rejection. I lean back on the couch and run a hand through my hair, "I got work at 8:30. I usually grab a bite to eat there..."

Ciara's expression shows a hint of disappointment, "oh that's fine." Her voice drops sadly.

"I was going to say,  you can come and hangout. Kal wouldn't mind."  I quickly say realizing I need to finish my thoughts.

The disappointment disappears at a hurried pace and is replaced with relief and joy. She nods her head in agreement.

"I'll be there by 9." She turns and goes to her room to probably get ready for work.

[ What is this a date or something? We just met her yesterday.]

It's not a date. Roommates can get aquatinted, especially when you are basically being forced to live together.

[ So it's a date ]

No?