"Why should I get into the car of someone I just meet?" I stood up and stalk to the door. Thinking of any leaving scenario that would get me into the cab without getting through the rain.
"Because I'm a friend of KC's. If it makes you feel any better, I'd be dead if I let anything happens to you." He grinned and pushed open the glass door.
I mentally scoff, he has no idea. "I guaranty you, that's not true."
"You know nothing, Daisy Esteban." He study me for a while before offering his polite smile. "Now let's get you home." He urges.
"If I'm going to get into your car then at least I am entitled to know your name."
I think that's fair.
"Agreed. I'm Malik. Malik John." He held out his hand, which took me a moment before I take.
"Malik John." I shook his hand and repeated.
The drive
