"Who are the flowers from?" Daniel demanded.

Addison jumped and whirled around. As always she hadn't heard Daniel enter the apartment, let alone the kitchen. One minute she was alone rinsing vegetables, contemplating her screwed up relationship to an emotionally stunted possible stalker and the next moment he was standing there beside her.

"Well hello, good to see you too," she said, sarcasm leaking into her voice. "How was work, honey? And how are you doing this ...