Page 2 of Ender's Curiosity


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“Shit.”

Yep, it was bad if he was frowning and cursing.

When the doorbell went off again, I turned back to Leif. “We have to open it, right?”

He just shrugged, which didn’t help the whirling in my stomach. “He might get bored and go away?”

The guy who seemed to thrive on drama?

Was Leif delusional?

Leif’s sigh as the doorbell went off again said he was regaining his sanity. “I think this means we have to open the door.”

Great.

“I’m too young to die.” And I had too much social anxiety to survive being yelled at by the crazy model for very long.

Leif snorted. “He’s not going to kill us. Just make threats and scream. Pretend he’s just another relative and tune him out. You do that great.”

He had a point.

“I can do that.” I had plenty of insane relatives, so it might work. “He’s just another cousin.”

Taking a deep breath might’ve helped my nerves if a slightly shrill voice hadn’t come through the door. “God help both of you kinky fuckers if I have to ring this bell again.”

We weren’t kinky.

Well, Leif wasn’t.

I wasn’t so sure about me, but I wasn’t going to voluntarily tell that to the crazy man.

“I don’t think he’s going to leave.” Whispering to Leif, I felt my stomach knot as he sighed. “What do we do?”

“Open the door?” Leif took a deep breath and straightened. “We’re going to open the door. If he accuses us of anything nefarious, we’re going to point out that they never close their blinds. I’m pretty sure that will be the bigger legal issue because we’re not the only one in the building who can see into that studio.”

I liked that.

Leif could handle it.

He was amazing and had a point about the building. The old warehouse-turned-lofts was beautiful and in an amazing location, but it faced the craziest photography studio I’d ever seen. Yes, we wouldn’t look like the problem if it came down to courtroom drama.

“Okay, we can do it.” And by we, I meant Leif, but his snort said he knew that, so I didn’t feel the need to clarify it.

“Let’s get this over with.” Frowning, he kept up the steel backbone look and headed for the door. “But if you leave me with the crazy man, I won’t cook you dinner for a month.”

Oh, that would suck.

“You’re not supposed to fight dirty when I’m traumatized.” That just wasn’t nice.

Leif didn’t look very guilty, though, so I took him at his word and followed carefully behind him. I was ready to run and lock myself in the bathroom if it came down to it, but I was hoping it wouldn’t get that far.

Both of us wouldn’t fit for long and it was the only space in the apartment that had a locking door. We’d be screwed if the crazy man stormed the castle and held us captive.

“You started staring at the models and dragged me into your dirty peeping. This isn’t my fault.” He sounded so sure of it that I decided not to point out how big of a liar he was.

I’d do that later because I’d started staring at the pups, he’d found the models fascinating.

“Look confident, not guilty.” Leif turned and glared at me. “Do better. You look very guilty.”

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