Abby
I climb back into my seat and give Adam an apologetic look. “Sorry,” I say.
He shakes his head. “Don’t worry about it. I have to get up early, anyway.” He adjusts his seat and gives me a small smile.“I’ll stop by tomorrow night.”
“Promise?”
“I promise.”
There’s a brief silence. Adam gestures to the paper bag sitting on the center console. “Wanna bring those?” he asks.
I shake my head. “Nah. You can have them. Thanks, though.” I give him a quick kiss, then climb back out onto the sidewalk. He starts his car and backs out of the spot in a fluid movement.
Karl watches him drive off, then turns to look at me. I sigh and walk away from him. At what point is going to get the hint, and just leave me alone?
I head for my apartment door, and he follows.
“Abby,” he says, reac
