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seemed rather mismatched to the owner.
    “How come you bought this place?”
    “I liked it. Saw it in the window at the real estate agent, checked it out and made an offer.”
    He paused for a moment, his features clouding over with what looked like slight disgust.
    “I know what you're thinking and no, I didn't buy it with anything earned from illegal activities. Inheritance and a small loan. My grandma died.”
    It was like Myrtle's presence at the party made sense in a way. Maybe she looked like Archer's grandmother and reminded him of a better time.
    “Sorry to hear that.”
    And sorry for prejudging you. And sorry for assuming you've got a drug lab in the house.
    He shrugged one shoulder and turned to the end of the driveway, the sound of music filling the summery night air.
    “You're welcome to come back, you don't have to leave.”
    “It's okay. I think I made Gus uncomfortable. They like being called by their other names, don't they?”
    Archer nodded and turned back to the street.
    “I'll walk you home.”
    “It's just across the street.”
    He looked at me in a way that wordlessly said to accept it because he wasn't going to let me walk home by myself. Even if it is just a few steps.
    “So do you miss being a member?”
    Archer nodded, his head lowering as he kicked a stone across the road. Then he shook his head, frowning. I guess it was one of those questions.
    I pushed through the main door and stood there, expecting Archer to turn around and go home. Except he walked in and looked at me with expectation. Okay so I guess it was to my door then.
    “You know, if you have things that you don't want to talk about then you should say something. I'm not a mind reader and I've never known anyone in a club before. Or not in a club, whatever, you know what I mean.”
    He grinned slightly as we reached the top of the stairs. I pulled my keys out of my pocket and leaned on the door.
    “Maybe you could ask me questions that you'd feel okay with answering as well. Like uh, how many siblings do you have? My answer, one sister who is older.”
    “None.” he said simply.
    There was something dark hidden within him, the one word answer that should have been simple looked like it was painful.
    “I get what you're saying Faith, it's a good idea. I'll think of questions and bug you sometime.”
    “Great, you can hound and harass me with them... sometime.”
    Archer rolled back and forth on his feet, his hands in his pockets again. Waiting. Awkward.
    I did not want to get involved with a neighbor. Even if I kind of had last night. Thankfully I could not remember it and technically, it was the neighbor’s boyfriend. Not my finest moment, drunkenness was not an excuse.
    “Did you still want to read one of my books?”
    “Yeah.”
    The tone in his voice picked up slightly, a little odd but I didn't over think it. I opened the door, flicked on the lights and showed him the grand collection.
    “Which one was your first?”
    I pulled the first book on the shelf off and handed it to him.
    “Black Flame by RF Harlow.”
    Archer looked up at me rather perplexed.
    “What's the R stand for?”
    I rolled my eyes as I leaned on the bookcase.
    “Roxy.”
    He chuckled. “Cute. Thanks for the loaner, Roxy. ”
    “Shut up.”
    There was silence again as the laughter died away. It was on the verge of becoming uncomfortable when the sound of broken glass interrupted it. Archer sighed and looked over my shoulder to the window.
    “I guess that's my cue to go and break up whatever fight they're getting into.”
    Archer walked to the front door and opened it, looking back at me as I followed a few steps behind.
    “I'll return this in a couple of days, Roxy. ”
    Even though I didn't want to, I grinned, leaning on the door and watching as he took the first few steps down the stairs.
    “You keep calling me that and there is going to be trouble mister.”
    “Promises, promises, Roxy. What are you going to do? Beat me with your