Chapter Twenty-Eight: Stake Out Pt 2

I look up at the beautiful sand-coloured 5-story apartment building, the exterior lined with picturesque wrought iron balconies dripping on stone terraces, decorated with lush plants and just big enough to allow for a single person to step out and admire the view. I wish my apartment building looked as beautiful as this.

“It’s beautiful,” Silas remarks with a warm smile.

I nod in agreement, “I wish my apartment building was this lovely.”

“I could never live in an apartment; I don't know how you do it.”

“You live in a house?” I ask quizzically.

“Family estate in Moldova.”

I smirk, “That your way of saying you still live at home?”

“Got a problem with that?” He says, raising his eyebrow, daring me to say something.

I raise my hands in surrender as I let out a chuckle, “No problems here. If it weren’t so smothering at my parents' house I’d probably still live there too.”

“What’s so smothering about your parents' place?” He curiously asks as we walk up the front stoop of the build