When It Goes Too Far

Chapter 3

Mac wasn't kidding when he said he was going to drive me home. He literally got into my car, and took me home! There were several times that I told him again that I was more than capable of driving myself home. He apparently didn't want to hear it as he just kept on driving, a smirk on his face the entire time! I thought I had an independent streak but boy was I wrong!

After he dropped me off, he just started walking down the street. Mac must not have thought this one out huh? Drive a girl home, sure! Oh wait, I have no way of getting myself home!

When I called out to him, asking if he wanted me to call him a cab, or tell him where the nearest bus station is, he just raised his hand in the air and waved to me as he continued to walk down the sidewalk!

"I'll call you." He never called. Not that I'm that angry or agitated or anything. I mean, if you promise you're going to do something, you should at least keep your word, right? Considering that's the honorable thing to do.

Whatever the case may be, I tried not to put too much thought into it. Once again, minuscule life to attend to.

I was at home, reading some spy-dystopia guy who saves the world multiple times every month without even blinking an eye book, Salem once again curled up next to me, purring away. God did I love this cat. It reminded me of the more simplistic things in life.

She picked her head up off the couch when someone knocked on the door. She stared at the door for a few moments with her emerald eyes, then put her head back down and started purring once again.

"Some guard cat you are." I started muttering under my breath. I tried to ignore the knocking at first. Today was one of those day's where I just wanted to spend it by myself and alone.

The person on the other side of the door obviously didn't want that to happen as they continued to harshly knock at the door. I groaned loudly before setting the book down on the glass coffee table in front of me.

"Who's there?" I called out, slowly padding my over to the front door."

"It's Bozer, I've brought Mac and Riley. Listen, can we talk?"

"I love you man, I really do but unless it's something important, I'm going back to my comfortable couch with my warm, fuzzy cat and terrible spy novel."

"It will take five minutes, I swear!" Why do I have the feeling of if I don't open the door, they won't leave me alone?!

I finished making my way over towards the door and opened it to reveal Mac, Riley, and Bozer all standing in virtually the same pose; their hands were on their hips and their right foot was crossed over the other. I'm not sure if that was planned or not and I'm not really in the mood to ask if it was.

Before I could even say anything, all of them walked past me and into my house. I shut the door behind them, grumbling 'Sure, come in. It's not like I didn't want you in here or anything' under my breath.

I turned towards the three of them, raising my eyebrow at them in the process. "What is it you guys need?"

Bozer took a few steps towards me, a smile easing its way onto his face. "Riley here is a bit of a technical genius. Anyways, instead of having normal hobbies she likes to create little gadgets. She mad a recording device that's smaller than the size of a pin that also has GPS capabilities of detecting anything that's in the room. We were wondering if we could test it here?"

I don't know if it was just me, but something didn't make sense about what Bozer said. Why wouldn't they, I don't know, test it at their place?! Maybe a public park or the local coffee shop? There are a million other places they could test it and they chose my place?!

As if she could sense the hesitation in my eyes, Riley spoke up. "I've already bugged their place with my gadgets enough as it is. I don't know how they've put up with me this long. You'd really be helping us out, it's five minutes, in and out." There was something about Riley's easygoing personality that put my nerves and genuine frustration at ease.

"Alright, feel free to do what you need to do."

"Great! Raelynn, can you show Mac to the furthest room from the front door." Which would be the kitchen.

Wordlessly, I motioned for him to follow me as we walked the short distance to the kitchen. Once we entered the kitchen, he almost instantly got down on the ground and opened the cabinet underneath my sink.

"Before you start poking around in their, the pipes for my kitchen sink are fine by the way." All Mac did was chuckled as he turned his body to where it was facing me as he stuck his head underneath the sink.

"The pipes are one of the most hidden places in the kitchen. Not only can I test the strength of the signal, but the waterproof ability that it holds." I'm going to be honest, he lost me probably halfway through that.

I did nothing but shake my head as I crossed my arms over my chest, looking down at him in the process. A minute or two of pure silence passed as I watched him fiddle around underneath my pipes. I know I just deal with fake blood for a living, but is it really that hard to install something like that on pipes?

Eventually, he spoke up, breaking the silence between us. "So are you mad about something or?"

"What makes you think I'm mad?"

"Considering you've been standoffish since we've gotten here, I'd venture out and say you're a little angry at something." God, when did I become so transparent? I've really got to get better at hiding my emotions from people.

I blurted out the first thing that came to mind, which probably wasn't the smartest thing to do. "Why didn't you call me?" Great, way to go Raelynn, now you sound like a possessive girlfriend!

From underneath the sink, I heard him go, "That's what all of this is about? I'm sorry about that really. I was going to call you, then I called away on a- business trip and by the time I remembered, the three of us were already on our way over here." After a few more seconds of fiddling around, Mac exclaimed: "We're good here Riley!".

He pulled himself out from beneath the sink and pushed himself off the ground. "If I would have thought me not calling you mattered to you, I would have something sooner." Once a smirk started to rise on his face, I couldn't help but smile too.

"You said you went on a business trip. What kind of business trip?"

"Would you like to have dinner with me Raelynn?" Wait, what?! How did we go from me asking about his business, to him asking me to dinner? And what brought that idea up? Also, why did he not answer my question? It seemed like he was avoiding it. What's so complicated about answering about what type of business you took care of ON YOUR BUSINESS TRIP?!

"Why are you avoiding my question Mac?"

"Why are you avoiding MY question Raelynn?" He really wasn't going to drop this whole dinner thing, huh?

I allowed my own smirk to cross my face as I finally uncrossed my arms. "What makes you think I would want to have dinner with you?"

"Well considering that you never gave me my jacket back and you're upset that I never called you, I'd say my chances are pretty good." He brushed the hair out of his face, something that he does quite often. Granted, I've only had interactions with Mac a handful of times, but man he sure seems confident of himself. It's not entirely disliked though.

"If I say yes, will you leave me alone?"

"I don't know, you're going to have to find that out for yourself Rae."

Rolling my eyes, I finally gave in to him. "Alright, I'll have dinner with you."

A smile broke out on his face as he slowly began backing his way out of the kitchen.

"Good, I'll pick you up later tonight." He turned his back to me and began making his way towards the front door. Seeing him leave reminded me of the jacket that he has yet to get back from me.

"Wait, don't you want your jacket back?!"

"Keep it, for now anyway. It looks cuter on you." With a few hushed phrases spoken between the three of them, they all left me alone in my home, just like I originally wanted. Except I didn't expect to be left speechless with my jaw hanging open that's for sure.