Items Paid By A Stranger

Claire's POV

With a quizzical look on my face, I stood in awe, Don’s card still in my hand as I watched this stranger swipe his card.

His card was accepted by the machine and all our items were paid for. I watched him take out his card from the machine and alongside the others, he slipped it into his pocket before shoving his hands down his pockets.

I had questions. Tons of them. Who was he? Why did he pay for our items? Did he know us? Was his paying for our items something we should be bothered about? Was he working for someone? Who sent him? These questions had to be answered because I was really confused at this point.

“Ohmm..th—thank you…. Stranger” I said, finding my voice. He simply jiggled his brows slightly and shrugged, hands still in his pockets.

I thought he was at least going to tell me his name but that didn’t look like it was going to happen anytime soon. He was so unbothered like he had not just done something…. mesmerizing. Maybe I should introduce myself. Maybe