"Yeah, it's raining cats and dogs out there, Lilly. " "Look, just make it home safe. " *Pop* "Well I don't know what to say, if a man is following you-" *Pop* "Just try and do as many swerves and random movements as you can. " *Pop* "Alrighty love you bestie. " *Pop pop pop* "OH SHIT-" I dropped my phone and leaned over the counter, turning off the microwave.

  "Damn, burnt. " I suck at cooking, even making something as simple as popcorn. A knock was heard at my door. Who would knock on my door this early? I stepped forward to the door and checked through the peep hole. A rather tall, brunette male stood on my door step. He was soaked in rain water.

I slowly unlocked it and opened it just a crack. "Hello? What brings you here? " "My wife... She... She uh- kicked me out of the house." "It's awfully wet and cold out here, may I please come in..?" "Uh- sure.. " He held a brown bag it looked like maybe it had clothes?

  I can't believe I'm letting a stranger into my house. "Thank you, I'm very greatful for this. " His voice was brod and deep, rich with a British accent. It made my lip quiver and my heart beat quicken.

The man stepped in, removing his muddy shoes. That's strange. If he was kicked out wouldn't he bring boots. Not dress shoes.. Whatever. I'm sure it's nothing.

  I shewd off the thought and closed the door, locking it. "Do you need a change of clothes? " I reached for his bag. "NO! " I flinched. "Oh.. Okay then.. " "I have clothes in my room that might fit you. " "Here this way. " With that I began leading him up to my bedroom.