Chapter 7

• *~Riley~*
• “Well look who it is,” My body had known just who it was by the taunting melody that had been so unique to such men of his calibre.
• “Riley,” he called out, coming to stand behind my chair. My name sounded so foreign to my own ears while I flexed my shoulders to ward off the scathing sense of discomfort that was riddling my body. “tell me you’re free to work late tonight with me,” Joshua had then plopped himself down beside me. Awfully close for my taste and I could feel myself collapsing inwards. Shrinking so I could potentially be invisible.