Black Widow

26.

Lando was waiting for me at the airport. He was leaning against his car, looked up from his phone as soon as he saw me.

And he smiled? How could he still be smiling after everything that happened?

"Hello pretty girl" he smiled, took my suitcase and put it in his car. He didn't take his Mclaren, he was prepared for my suitcase, backpack, purse.

It was like I was planning to stay for weeks instead a couple days.

But I had to bring my Black Widow stuff. I switched to wires instead of ropes to replicate the webs.
Didn't bring Valium with me, so I had to come up with something else to sedate him.

"Hi Lando" I smiled too as I got in on the passenger seat. "How have you been?"

"Good, been busy" he put his hand behind the headrest of my seat as he backed out of the parking spot. "How are you?"

I don't think I heard his question, I was too mesmerized by him.

Backing out of a parking spot had no right to be so hot.

For the first time in eight years, I actually wanted him to put his hands on me, in a nice way though.

I wouldn't mind him kissing me again, maybe kissing my neck, down my collarbone. He could explore my bo-

"Bonnie?" He shook me out of my thoughts. "Are you okay?"

"Uh yeah sorry I got distracted" I shook it off. "I was kinda busy too"

"Listen, about what happened that day-" Lando said, not taking his eyes off the road.

"I am sorry" we both said at the same time.

He looked at me and frowned, and so did I. "Why are you sorry?" We both said again at the same time.

And then we both started laughing, before he cleared his throat. "I am sorry for pushing you into something you weren't ready for"

"And I'm sorry for kicking you out instead of explaining" I added.

"I am happy you texted me" he smiled, looking at me quickly before looking back at the road. "Even though I didn't really get why you said you enjoyed that night"

Yeah me neither Lando. Sloppy Shirley, sloppy.

"I meant I appreciated that you came over" I lied.

He nodded, clearly not believing me, but he let it go.

He stopped in front of a house, not an hotel. I thought he was gonna take me to an hotel?

"Where are we?" I asked.

"My place" he said before he jumped out of the car.

His place? He was taking me to his place? I was gonna stay here?

Fuck that was definitely not the plan.

He showed me around his house. It was actually beautiful, with a garden. I love gardens.

"Here is your room" he said as he opened a door and put my suitcase down. "I figured you wanted to have your own space"

It was a nice gesture because yes, I definitely needed my own space but I also wouldn't mind cuddling up to him.

What was wrong with me lately? I wasn't here to cuddle up to a guy. I was here to kill a guy.

"Taylor has been killed" he said as we walked downstairs again. He said that so casually it actually scared me.

So his body has already been found, or whatever was left of his body anyways.

That was pretty fast.

"Oh?" I tried to be as oblivious as I could, but he saw right through me. "Oh c'mon Bon"

"What?" I asked again.

"I am not stupid Bonnie" he chuckled a little as he sat down on the couch. "I know who killed him and so do you"