I Love You, Miss Genius

"Who is it?"

"It's me."

'That's Ivor's voice. What's he doing here at this time of night?'

"Give me a minute." Bonnie straightened herself up and put on her mask and cap before opening the door.

Ivor looked at her with humor in his eyes. "Must you hide your looks at night, Ms. Bonita? No one else is around, so you can take those off. Don't worry about me. I won't tell anyone what you look like." Bonnie thought, 'I can't explain it, but I feel naked when he smiles and stares at me.'

"It's not that I don't trust you. It's just a force of habit." Then, she changed the topic. "Can I help you with anything?"

Ivor glanced inside and said, "Yeah, can we talk inside?"

After some hesitation, Bonnie nodded. "Sure, come in."

"I appreciate it, Ms. Bonita." Once inside, Ivor opened his bag and set up a chessboard.

"What are you doing?"

looked at her, saying, "I heard you

widened in surprise, and she knew he was trying to suss her out. She asked, "Who told

get such information if I set my mind to it. However, you must forgive me for not telling you who informed me. After all,

a match with

not respond or approach him. She thought, 'Everyone has a unique

but I'm exhausted. I'd rather rest." She yawned to sell

bad. I'll get out of

his gaze. The ceiling light shined on him, masking his emotions and accentuating his

mysteriousness.

gasped

that he had nicked his finger on the corner of the chessboard. It was a pretty deep cut, and blood oozed from the

his bandaged finger before gazing at her with

that?" Bonnie felt goosebumps all over, uncomfortable because of

said, "I didn't