He scooched closer to me on the small couch. My heart started pounding a little harder. The closer he got to me the more I could smell his musty scent. Of nature, gasoline, and... hmm, what else was it? Books? Old book smell? Strange. Whatever it was I found it kinda comforting. I don't know if that was a bad thing or not. Should I not feel safe with him? He hasn't shown me a reason not to. But there's something itching in the back of my head, a little voice, trying to let me know that I probably shouldn't trust him. But whenever it floats to the surface I just push it back down. I mean this is Cole were talking about. I think I would know if something was up. Right? hmm...Cole was staring at me now. Maybe I should say something. I tried racking my brain for something funny. But my thoughts were scattered all over the place and with Cole's green eyes staring me down it was even harder. So I just went for. "What are you looking at?" with a sly smile.
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