Page 32 of Random Encounter

“I have your resume. It’s got your address on it,” Phillip said.

“We were on our way to breakfast. Lunch? Brunch? Come with us,” Dustin offered.

I didn’t mind making a habit of spending more time with them, but was that weird?

Phillip jerked his thumb toward the door. “You did say we were taking you out. We can’t make you a liar. You’ll need to come with us.”

I didn’t want to stay here, and I did like the idea of their company. “If you insist.”

Dustin grasped my fingers and tugged me from the door. “We do. Get whatever you need, and let’s go.”

I grabbed my stuff, and headed with them out to Dustin’s SUV. When I saw Sean’s car waiting by mine, him still in the front seat, a sick pit grew in my gut. He took one look at us and peeled out of the parking lot.

What the hell?

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