My Best Friend's Brother Is Typing… — Episode 6

at me way too curious mr kingsley and this is their eyes wouldn't leave me his eyes landed on me he paused then he stepped in front of just slightly like it was nothing a friend like he was hiding me not his sister's classmate not the girl staying at his house a friend mr kingsley this young lady says she's here to drop off your documents. Got it. Take her to my

He hit the elevator button. Seemed like he had somewhere else to be. I thought about it for a second. Handed the documents to the receptionist. These are delivered. I'll get going. Don't want to be in the way. The second I turned around, something stopped me. Silas's hand on my arm. Did I say you could leave? I stopped. He was so close I could smell him. Something clean,

cold like pine in winter forgot how to move where his fingers touched my arm buzzing like a live wire he breathed out wait for me I have something to tell you I had no idea what Silas wanted to say as far as he knew our only connection was his sister whatever this was it was freaking me out by the time his

assistant swapped my coffee for the third time I was losing it then the door opened Silas walked in saw me on the couch his face softened just a little I I stood up fast, nervous. Something flickered in his eyes, gone before I could catch it.

Mr. Kings. Sit down. You're not my employee. Don't call me that. So, why did you want me to stay?