Darcy
I started walking to my car after I got done eating at an Italian restaurant that I forgot the name of.
I got a strange feeling that I wasn't being watched, which is odd for me. He's always watching.
I start my engine and pull out into the traffic as I head to the nearby frozen yogurt place. I've recently learned that I favor it and I've craved it since.
I walk into the doors and suck a shallow breath through my teeth.
He sits at a table alone.
Maybe I should turn around and leave but something feels right about the situation.
I get a cup and fill it up with my favorite. Red velvet. I pay for it and walk up to his table.
"Hello."
He looks up at me through his eyelashes and smiles.
"Did you follow me here?" He laughs.
"What! Me follow you? I think you've got me confused with somebody else."
"Sit?"
I pull out the chair opposite of him and sit.
"Why do you follow me?"
"You fascinate me."
(To be continued...)
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Him //jackgilinsky//
Fanfictionthe guy who had been watching her was anything but a stranger. who was he? it was him. the whole time. only how would she remember, when she has amnesia?
