"So you want to get to know me?". He smirked.

"Why not". I shrugged taking a sip of my coffee. It's not as if I was going anywhere.

"Why'd you move to Texas?". Taking off his jacket he sat back in the chair getting comfortable.

"I don't really know. My gran got up one morning and decided to put the house on the market. She didn't give me a reason".

"And you never asked?".

"I didn't".

"You're eighteen, you could have stayed in Florida". What was he getting at?

"You're right I could have ...