Kay poked at the sushi on his plate. Of all the foods he had ever tasted he found sushi one of the nastiest, still, he had to order something so as not to be rude. He had gone and ordered the most expensive sushi on the menu, fish roe sushi, to impress Julliete. Not that she noticed, she had been too busy clacking on her computer and telling him off.
Julliete looked up from her computer and stared at Kay. “Why haven’t you taken a bite of your food?”
Kay made a gesture towards his stomach, “not hungry I guess.”
“Hmm,” Julliete stared at his plate for a couple more seconds before grabbing it and digging in. “Hope you didn’t mind,” Julliete mumbled between mouthfuls, “this is really good.”
“Not at all, I would have bought you one if you had asked.”
“Really?” Julliete looked at him skeptically. “Well, can you buy me another one of these?”
Kay inwardly groaned as he got up to pay for another sushi, he knew he should have kept his big mouth shut.
* * * * *
Kay tugged at the uncomfortably stiff collar of his white button-down shirt. It was uncharacteristically chilly for an April day. Julliete shivered beside him, the cold breeze on her legs made her feel vulnerable. Weird how the weather does that to you, she thought.
“Here, you look cold,” Kay offered, “you can have my coat.” Julliete gave him a glare almost as equally chilling as the weather itself, still, it was not lost on her that he had offered it quite innocently.
Julliete glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. He was tall, even for a male, around six foot five, six foot six. His long unchemicalized, jet black hair was swept away from his face, highlighting his strong, determined, jawline. Kay glanced at her making her look away. Those eyes, they made you feel like you were swimming in a sea of innocence. He was quite handsome, not that she would ever tell him that. Julliete shivered once again, making her almost wish she had taken him up on his offer. Almost.
“Jullliieette.” Julliete stared at Kay.
“What?” Kay shrugged, “I didn’t say anything if you were thinking it was me, it came from that way.” Kay pointed to an alley about the size of two cars width apart. “We should go check out.”
“What! Are you crazy,” Julliete shrieked, somewhat hysterically. “Don’t you watch TV? This is the part of the show where the girl hears a creepy voice, goes in an alley, and is never heard from again.”
“Fine, you stay here, and I’ll go check out what it is,” Kay said nonchalantly, “chances are it’s just a figment of our imagination.”
“Are you calling me crazy?”
“No, I’m just calling you tired after a very long day of work. Besides, what are you scared of? No self-respecting killer would murder you while I’m here.”
“He would just kill you too,” Julliete said. Kay looked at her strangely before replying.
“Trust me, if anyone tried to do anything to you or I, they would find out they aren’t the only ones packing heat,” Kay said, patting a bulge on his hip Julliete had never noticed before.
Trust him, Julliete thought, why should I trust an employee who reads books about ghosts when he should be doing his job, Phah. And why am I so paranoid of getting murdered. Julliete kicked a plastic water bottle down the street. She would show him. She wasn’t scared.
“Fine what,” Kay asked, he had been dreaming about her legs again.
“Fine, I’ll go in there with you.”
“And if you don’t find anything?”
“I’ll fire you for wasting my time.” Kay laughed.
“Okay boss, you first.”
“Still scared, huh?”
Julliete cursed and walked into the alley. She would show him.