Let me be Your Roommate

Niana Rivers leaned back and stared at the man who had used, by far the most 'unique' ,for lack of a better word, pick up line to hit on her. Cocking her head, she gave the man a once over and found him appealing enough. Actually, the man was quite an eye candy. The green eyes and slight stubble gave him the rugged look that she liked.

But, if he was serious about her being his serial killer then he was a real loon and with her luck, that might just be the case. After all, all the handsome men were either gay or insane. But, she would give him the benefit of the doubt. After all, he was wearing his shirt, just the way she liked, with the sleeves rolled up to show the forearms. And they were good muscled forearms, the kind she liked.

And so, she replied, "I am sorry but I refuse to be a serial killer unless absolutely necessary for survival. So, why are you here to entice me from the lawful path? And why would you use such a whacky pick up line?"

His mouth kicking up in a grin, the man pulled the chair from across her and sat down with ease. It had been a long shot but he had not expected the woman to be so calm after what he spoke. Niana blinked for a moment. He even had a nice smile. Maybe she should consider the serial killer offer. And the confidence that dripped from this man.. wow. He did not even ask if he could sit with her.. Well she would label him a jerk if he was not so handsome. Or maybe still she could label him a handsome jerk.

Harvey took his time appreciating the beautiful woman as he tried to formulate his reply. The woman was more beautiful than he imagined, close up. Her slightly pointy nose reminded him of his crush from when he was a kid and her thin, glossy lips were quite enticing. No wonder the mad woman had called her a witch. This woman was blessed with looks that could bewitch and a voice that would entrance. And she was not even wearing any makeup. It made a man want to keep staring.

Finally, Harvey controlled his thoughts and spoke," I am not trying to hit on you! Let me introduce myself, I am Harvey Elliott and I am an author. I just saw the interaction that you had with your friend... umm ex room mate would be a better word, I think and I wondered if you would be interested in letting me be your room mate..."

Niana stared in shock at the handsome man! Not because he wanted to become her room mate, but because it was clear that he was not hitting on her! Oh he had taken his time staring her over but nothing more. Never had something like this happened to her since she had grown a pair of breasts! And even though she had seen the appreciation in the man's eyes, she knew he was not hitting on her! She could feel it. It put her at ease but also made her wary.

When Niana continued to stare at him with her beautiful eyes, Harvey wondered if he had been too forward in his request. He had not even asked her her name but he wanted to move in with her. But he knew her name. Niana Rivers... The mad woman had screamed it for everyone to hear!

He was even thinking to name his character Nina Banks or something. But before that he would have to convince her that he was not a scam artist or someone trying to get into her pants.. though he would be very willing if she wanted that kind of action. But for now...

Raising his hands in a 'I am harmless kind of motion' Harvey spoke," Look, I know I have come on too strong but you can verify my claim and even think this over. I'd just want to move in with you and observe your living situations to write my story. I won't get in your way and I won't be coming onto you and neither will my boyfriend come onto you and I definitely won't steal your bra!"

This caused Niana to break into a giggle as she asked," Do you really have a boyfriend?" Even as she giggled, she was thinking, gay.. knew it!

Unable to stop his smile after the look on her face, Harvey spoke," No. I am straight as a stick! And single so no girlfriend is also going to come onto you as well. And any of the waiters can provide you with my credibility. So, can we be room mates?"

This made Niana narrow her eyes as she looked at his face. It seems familiar..

"I remember you now. You are the author of that Death on The Mile book series!"

Harvey smiled and bowed his head a bit in acknowledgement when she continued," I hate your books! Who the hell designed the cover for it? Was it designed to be made as unpalatable as possible so that no one would buy the books?"

Harvey blinked at this. Was the cover so bad? He had not actually seen the cover and left that to his agent. But no one had ever told him.. He would have to take a look..

"Well, I am sorry that you felt like that.." Harvey apologized. How was he supposed to convince her now? She had a negative expression of him already..

But just as he was about to hunch his shoulders and think of anything more, she smiled and she questioned him," Well, do I look like a serial killer?"

Immediately, Harvey shook his head and spoke," No! You are as opposite from a serial killer as can be! And that is why you are the perfect candidate. No one would suspect you of being a serial killer."

Just as Harvey was wondering on how to convince the lady to let him move in though he did not understand why that was so important to him, she smiled and placed a card on the table before speaking," Very well. This is my card. You can visit me tomorrow at 9.00 am and then we can discuss if we are suitable to be room mates."

Harvey looked down at the card and had to control his mouth from falling open as he read the name- Rapid Hookers. Hookers? Huh? Just as he was wondering what kind of a business card this was and if he should ask, he saw something that changed his world view. This woman, this beautiful woman who was sitting here in a sports pub with rough guys shouting curses with every breath, drinking his strongest scotch and dressed like a biker babe took out a pair of knitting needles and started to knit booties... baby booties...in pink color...in a pub.

Looking down at the card once again, Harvey receded and watched from afar. She sat out like a flame in the dark and yet she somehow mixed into the background. This was going to be a fun research...And excitement stirred, an evil voice in his head murmured, it would be better if he could peel back layer by layer.