The car sailed past the sidewalk and continued on its way. Naomi paused, then turned to glance at Scott.
The roads were lined by neat rows of trees and hedges, but a couple of days ago, the tree branches were trimmed by the city council, leaving behind bare–looking branches that cast shadows on Scott’s chiseled face in the moonlight.
Now that they were an hour outside of the hustle and bustle of the city, the roads were exceptionally quiet, and even the streetlights seemed to glow brighter than they did in the city. Although the windows were closed, the light still spilled into the car, illuminating Scott’s chiseled features and expressionless face.”
Naomi stared at him for a moment, then finally turned away.
Perhaps Scott wanted to speak to her.
The car made a turn at the intersection and pulled into a parking space at the front of Naomi’s apartment complex. Scott put the car into park and switched off the ignition. Then, he flung the car door open and got out.
Naomi froze for a moment, then got out of the car as well.
Perhaps Scott wanted to have the conversation outside.
Naomi strode toward him, but to her surprise, Scott turned and made his way toward the stairwell, as though they were going home together.
Naomi was stunned.
Scott already took a few steps when he realized Naomi did not follow. He turned to glance at her, still standing in front of the car in bewilderment. “Aren’t you coming?”
Naomi was puzzled by this.
She stared straight at him; he was just as she remembered, but at the same time, everything felt different.
The way Scott was acting this evening was out of the ordinary. Naomi thought that perhaps he wanted to talk to her while he sent her up to her unit, then left after she went into the house.
Naomi contemplated this for a moment, then strode over to him. “Is there something you need to say to my parents?”
This was the only explanation she could think of; perhaps Scott wanted to speak to her parents, and that was why he wanted to go upstairs.
It would not be strange if he did that.
Scott stared back at her. Naomi’s bright, twinkling eyes were illuminated by the soft glow of the streetlights. “Isn’t it rude of me not to visit my in–laws now that I’m in town?”
Naomi froze at this.
Was that why he decided to send her home?