Chapter 3

“You made it,” he said.

“I did.” I looked him over from head to toe. He wasn’t traditionally handsome, it was true, but there was something about a man who was comfortable enough in his skin to wear tight pink skinny jeans and a Power Puff Girls T-shirt where everyone could see him.

Elias stepped aside so I could enter. It was slightly cool in the reception area and smelled of…oranges, for some reason. Air-freshener, maybe? “I hoped you’d come, but half the people I invite over either think I’m crazy or a pervert, so they don’t show.”

“I’m made of sterner stuff than that,” I replied as I followed him down a narrow hallway after he shut the front door.

“You looked me up on Google, didn’t you?”

I chuckled. “Naturally.”

Elias laughed. “Good.”