Jenny’s POV
“Aren’t you going to invite me in Jenny?” says Simon with a slight smile.
Bile rises in my throat, and my stomach turns when he called me Jenny, like we’re f*****g close!
“No actually I’m not, Simon. What are you doing here anyway?” I say coldly.
Judging by his lack of surprise when I opened the door instead of my mother, indicated that he was watching the house, and saw me the instant I walked in.
That caused the hair on my arms to stand.
His playful smile drops as he speaks seriously “I need to talk to you”
I snap at him “I have absolutely nothing to talk to you about”
As I proceed to close the door in his face, he puts his hand against it and pushes his way inside.
“What the hell Simon? get out!“ I yell at him while still standing at the opened door, as he rud
