Chapter 7

"Haven't seen him since he dropped me off last night... Perhaps... Yeah, try that... Okay... Don't worry, he'll turn up soon enough... Denada." 

Then she dropped the phone and turned to look at Lance who was just then walking into the kitchen and throwing on his shirt. 

"Your mom's looking everywhere for you," she said, eyeing his naked torso. 

"Yeah. Umm.. how's Lisa?" 

"She's fine. At my sister's. She'll be back this afternoon." 

He simply nodded and with no idea of what else to say, he padded toward the door. 

"Won't you eat something?", Cara asked from behind. 

"Umm.. no. I'm fine. Thanks." 

Then he pulled open the door. Cara thought he was gone, but when she didn't hear the door close, she looked up, only to find him staring back at her. That look, it was the look that made her feel all the wrong, sweet things in all the wrong, sweet places. She swallowed or rather, tried to as she held his