Chapter: 54

He held it up to me. "Here."

I blinked up at him and made no move to take the apple from his hand. "What-" I paused, chewed the piece of fruit in my mouth, swallowed, then continued, "-the hell are you doing here?"

"You blocked me," he answered, his tone accusatory.

I nodded. "Yeah, I did. Because normal people stop calling after the fifth time of being ignored, but you-"

I frowned, my eyes taking him in from head to toe. He was wearing the same black jeans and navy T-shirt he'd been wearing yesterday at the airport. His hair was tousled, a little flat at the back, and his under- eyes were dark.