"I am going to take the fact that you didn't send me away a good sign." I jumped as I heard him right behind me. How does he keep doing that? I turned just as slowly to him, my hands nervously clamped tightly in front of me. I looked up at his green eyes as his arms were over his chest. He stood so straight, so tall, that he easily overtook my small 5'4 frame.

"Not exactly." I said low. "It just means I didn't feel like making a scene in front of my friends."

"And what does this ...