Chapter Twenty Eight

Leila

The lights are off when i walk through the front door. That means Jordan went to bed. Things have been a little off between us ever since Jordan's step mom came to visit, i tried asking Jordan what she came talk about, he just said its work stuff that was bothering his dad.

For a moment i thought for sure she might have been talking to him about me. But that was impossible i had been very careful with everything i was doing.

I decided to make myself some chamomile tea, it calms my nerves before going to the bedroom. I haven't had dinner yet amd am starving. When i flip on the kitchen light, i scream, my hands go to my chest and i fall against the counter.

"Jesus christ Jordan , you scared the shit out of me! What are you doing in the dark?"

He is leaning with his back against the wall next to the refrigerator. His feet are closed at the ankles and his eyes are narrowed in my direction. He is flipping something in his finger staring at me.

My eyes fall to the counter to his