For What Its Worth...Lust

Persephone

I can't believe he did that. The fact that this man just had the gall to get in my personal space and talk to me like that. I mean who does he think he is calling me a good girl. And after all of that I still gave him my name. I can't believe I gave him my name. This total stranger that I know nothing about now has my name and knows where I work. I might as well have given him my address and date of birth.

This revelation alone should have set off my spidey senses yet I'm tingly for another reason. He was so close to me I could feel his breath and smell of his cologne. If I would have leaned forward even an inch our lips would have touched. I wonder what would happen if I saw him again.

No creating hypothetical fantasy. So what if he's hot. He is still a potentially crazy serial killer.

I snapped from my thoughts when the chiming of the subway door opened. I look to see where I stop. I push past people to get off before the door closes. I swear people see you trying to get off and just stand there like they have no common sense. I walk out of station and on to the street heading towards my building. I walk through the entrance and ride the elevator up to my floor and go straight to my apartment. The first thing I do as I lock the door is take off my bra and start to get comfortable. Heading to the kitchen to grab a water from the fridge and pull up my food delivery app, not even wanting to attempt to cook. Once my food is ordered, I run a shower to try and wash the tension of today from my body. When I get out, taking a look at my phone to see my food is still twenty minutes out. And I have two missed calls from my mom.

I haven't been responding to her text about her wanting to set me up with her co-worker's son. She means well but she just couldn't fathom that I want to be single right now. It's not like I want to be single forever. I'm just taking a well needed break from dating. I just want to take some time to focus on myself and figure out what I want from a relationship. Honestly when I put it that way my love life sounds kinda depressing. I've decided to move on from the thought of my love life and pick up the clothes I was wearing to throw in my hamper. As I pick up my jeans I feel something in the pocket. I reach in to find the silver flash drive I picked up earlier in the book store. Maybe the flash drive has some kinda information that can tell me who it belongs to so I can return it. I grab my computer and take it to the couch with me. Once my computer is booted up, I plug it in. A blank folder pops up on my screen. I tap it and a window pops up with a black screen that only has one word. Password. Great, that was a complete waste of my time. But hey at least I didn't get a virus. Bef0re I can focus too much on the drive my doorbell rings letting me know my food is here. I get up to get it. Oh well. I'll worry about it later.