Page 41 of Hurry Up And Wait
And then he walked ahead of me, babbling on about the many ways to make shawarma. I just hoped he didn’t make it with the bodies of the people he tortured.
“Really,you don’t have to help me,” I said to Fox, hoping he would leave me alone. I had the distinct feeling that Fox was something of an acquired taste. I didn’tnotlike him. I just wasn’t ready for all that was Fox so early in the morning. I hadn’t even had coffee yet.
“Like I would let you do this all on your own when your hubby is out of town.”
“We’re not married,” I said, shuffling through the house to the kitchen at the back.
“Right, but like that’ll last. Give it time.”
“Fox, I’ve been here for one day.”
“I know,” he grinned at me. “You work fast.”
That wasn’t at all what I meant, but I wasn’t going to argue with him about it. Not when I was trying to escape him instead of invite conversation. I set the bags on the table and headed back out to the car. I still had what felt like several hundred bags waiting for me. And all of them were filled with things I didn’t want. I wasn’t even sure why I purchased the items other than the fact that Fox practically forced it on me. I didn’t know how to tell him no.
I gathered another load and was about to head inside when I caught sight of the gray car idling down the road again. Could it really be a coincidence that the car was always there? Maybe I’d talk to Fox about it. After all, he worked for a security company. He had to know what to do.
I hauled the bags inside, doing my best not to turn and look at the car one last time. It was too far away for me to make out the license plate, and I was shit with recognizing what the make of the car was. “Hey, Fox!”
“Yes, my lady?” he asked, giving a sweeping bow.
“Do you think it’s weird that the same car has been idling at the curb since yesterday?”
“Idling all day or was there and then left and came back?”
“Well, it left yesterday after Riley and I were staring at it.”
He stiffened, then went storming past me. I quickly set down the bags and rushed after him, but when I got out there, the car was gone.
“Where was it?”
I pointed down the road. “On the left side.”
“Have you ever seen anyone get in or out?”
“No.”
He didn’t say anything else, but he didn’t have to. The way hewatched the road let me know that not only did he find it odd, but he wanted to check it out. “Stay here.”
“I’m sure it’s nothing?—”
“Then you’ll have no problem staying here and putting away groceries while I check it out,” he said, shooting me a silly grin.
I didn’t like it, but I wasn’t about to argue with him either. There were still groceries in the car, but I’d get them later. I headed inside and started unpacking what was on the kitchen table. When I ran out of space, I started unloading them on the counter. By the time I finished, he was back inside, hauling the last of the groceries to the counter.
“I didn’t see anything.”
“Well, that’s good, right?”
“Yep.” His clipped tone was only to appease me. “Has anyone been following you?”
“No. But I’ve only been here a day,” I said, smirking at him.
“Well, I did say you move fast.”
I rolled my eyes, grabbing the eggs to put away. I was just about to open the door when one of the eggs wobbled and fell to the floor, landing right next to my shoe. “Gross,” I grimaced, pulling open the door.
A loud explosion threw me backward as the door to the fridge slammed into my body. My back hit the round table in the kitchen, sending me sprawling over it as the door slid over my body and hit the wall behind me. My legs flipped over my head and I hit the floor hard on my knees, then crumpled with my face smashed against the floor.