Chapter 22: Confront (1)
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“Sorry… what’s your relationship to him?” Roxy asked once more as she headed to the man’s front door. ‘Somehow it seems this guy has feelings that are more than that of a friendship… but he sounds confused… is he a stalker or something?’ She wondered to herself wondering if she would let the man in.
“I um… he calls me his muse, I kind of help him out around the house and clean and stuff…” Nash said, his words once more not being more coherent than that of a drunk old man trying to pick up a woman at the bar. But he tries…
“Wait… so you’re the cleaner? From the Maid whatever company…” Something clicked inside Roxy’s brain. “Come on inside, that guy’s only pretending not to be home… in truth he doesn’t leave the house unless you force him out of it…” She sai
