The playful tone in his voice was obvious.

Under the flickering shadows, Gregory leaned casually against a tree, his

cropped hair tousled across his forehead, the corners of his eyes curved

upwards, embodying a spirit of wild and carefree abandon.

It seemed lost on him how inappropriate it was to say such a thing to

someone he had met moments ago.

In the biting chill of the evening, I wondered what brought him out into the

yard.

I pocketed my phone, slightly on guard. “What brings you out here?”

“Don’t worry. I wasn’t following you.” Gregory spoke with a lazy drawl, “It was

too stuffy inside. I needed some fresh air. Little did I know RiverCity folks

were so open.”

said, “It’s

seemed complicated.

too involved with.

lips and decided to be upfront. “Could you

now?”

needed this situation to work out in my

Gregory spilled the beans.

and quickly changed the subject, “What’s

me?”

“In

was straightforward. “I’m a man of interests. Never

little

more likely it was for Margaret to notice

been eavesdropping on their less-thanpublic affairs in

I asked, “What

a smirk on

let you know once I’ve

without a

even see each other again. Without

could hold whom accountable?

glancing at my

off guard, and

for me, sparing me the need

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