Fifty Seven

I made a mental note to remember Nina's line if I ever needed a conversation killer. I was fully expecting Nathan to retort with "don't have a cow, Nina," but fortunately he didn't. He rearranged his toy steering wheel and slunked away.

"Well..." I said into the uncomfortable void. "I have to get to work." Nathan had unwittingly saved me from Mrs Bakon's final verdict and I had no intention of staying long enough for her to regain her composure. "Walk me out, Nina?"

Nina needed no encouargement to escape, as she gazed longingly at the sanctuary beyond the front door.

"Nice to meet you, Mrs Bakon."

She stared at where Nathan had been, her forehead furrowed in thought.

Nina and I tip toed away.

"Des," said Mrs B.

I turned back to see that Mrs B had recovered the use of her hunter's stare. She folded her arms. "Come back soon. We'll finish our little chat."

"Of course," I lied. I'd rather rub my balls with sandpaper.

Nina wasted no time when we were safely outside. "What are you doing here? Why didn't you call first?"

I shrugged. "I wanted to see you."

She flashed her perfectly aligned teeth. The arm ripping throat stuffing vixen suddenly gone. "You did?"

It was true. I did want to see her. Sure I wanted to check out her father and find out who she had told about us, but besides all that, I was keen to see her again. I nodded.

She looked away, her face flushing. "That's sweet."

"I know."

"But I wish you had called. Mum can be er difficult."

"But she seems so accepting..."

She hit me. I could see there would come a point in our relationship when I would have to admit to feeling to pain. "I was wondering... are we telling everyone about.. you know, us yet?" We walked down the driveway as we talked.

Nina flicked her hair behind her shoulder. "Well, we've told our parents and they're supposed to be the last people to know."

"Right. So you've already told other people then?"

"Only Lisa. I don't really have anyone else to tell."

That limited my stalker suspects. Her father Kevin had genuinely seemd to know nothing of my existence before this morning, unless he was an Academy award deserving actor. Yet from the glimpse I saw, his main focus in life was avoiding his wife rather than worrying about what Nina was doing.

The same went for Mrs B, and she had no interest in me being good to her daughter, she clearly wanted me gone. Nathan, was interesting. It was definitely possible that he'd look out for his sister in a some kind of sick and twisted way, yet the focus on morals didn't seem likely.

My thoughts turned to Lisa. Besides a hot hoe, she had proven to be a schemer, sly and clever. I remember hiding in her spare room and eaves dropping on her conversation with Mike. How I'd almost tripped over a laptop. Hhhmmmm.... But again, the morality thing - it was her I'd been kind of cheating with...

"Hello!?" said Nina.

I blinked and realised we'd reached my car.

"What time are you finishing work?"

"Um, not sure. It depends how much filth I encounter." I'd only be a few hours, but it was time to bring Gary into the mix. He'd have some twisted way of looking at this that might uncover some sense and I wanted to drop by his shop after cleaning. "Call you later?"

"Sure," said Nina, a little disappointed.

It was only natural.

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