I finally land in Cleveland after 4 or so hours and I see a familiar man sitting down in a blue plastic chair.
He has brown skin, a wispy beard and a Cavaliers hat on.
He notices my staring and runs over and hugs me. He smells highly of cigarettes.
What the hell?
"Hi Kayla!" He hugs me again.
I'm not sure if he is who I think he is or not but it can't hurt to ask him.
"Dad?" My eyebrows are raised.
"Uh a duh!! Why would I hug a stranger?" He chuckles.
It's definite now. He has the same attitude as Alexa so I definetly know its him.
"So where's your house? I'm exhausted." I ask shifting uncomfortably. I don't really want to start a conversation with him at the moment.
"Down on DeForest street. A few miles away." We walk out the airport and to his car. Its a really nice Ford Escape and it looks fairly new.
"Nice car." I say to lighten the mood as we pull off.
"Thanks just got it a few months ago." he says and I nod.
I don't say anything else until we pull up at his house. Its beautiful red brick and a tan double door with Daisy's out front.
"Nice." I mutter under my breath.
We get out and he unlocks the door. Inside is even better. It opens to a large wooden staircase and a wide living room with a flat screen.
I walk into the kitchen and its stainless steel accompanied by a white looking granite countertop.
"You can make yourself at home" he says and tosses me a spare key on a ring.
"Thanks" I say. Despite the fact that I haven't seen him in forever, he doesn't seem so bad. I guess I judged him too quickly. He looks just as clean as his house.
I walk upstairs and find a blue and paisley pink room with a letter K at the top. Since its obvious that it's mine, I sit down and immediately start to unpack. The drawers are empty and so is the closet so everything fits perfectly.
"Is there a coffee shop around town?" I ask him heading back down stairs.
"Yeah just down the street. They have the best donuts." He laughs. I grab my purse and walk there. Its not so far and the walk helped me clear my head. The shop seems really cozy and they're playing soft music over the speakers. I stand in line and wait a minute. At least 5 people are in front of me. The Barista looks fairly new so I'm sure she has no idea what she's doing. The guy directly in front of me catches my eye. He has dark hair and from the side I can see his jawline. Oh yeah he's hot! My subconscious says but I push her back. The Barista takes his order and I hear him whisper something and points towards me but I don't mind it.
He grabs his coffee and sits at the booth towards the back eyeing me slightly. I give her my order and start to hand her the money.
"Um that gentleman over there has paid for your order" she points towards him and hands me my coffee. "Thanks." I say and walk over to him.
"Um thanks for that" I say and start to walk out. As weird as that was I wanted to at least be polite and say thanks.
"Wait up!" He says after me. He starts to follow me but I'm not sure what to do so I keep walking like an idiot even though my feet don't move fast enough.
"What's your name?" He asks catching up with me. I finally take in his features and he is really handsome. His dark hair is swept back and gelled. He wear a blue and white polo shirt and some khaki shorts.
