In spite of her better judgment, Heather glanced over. “What?”
He winked. “See you around.”
His door shut with a firm click, leaving Heather staring like an idiot with her mouth gaping open. She clenched her fists, walked back into her new apartment, locked the door, and got into bed. But while it was finally quiet, her mind was racing a million miles a minute.
What. In the fresh hell. Was that?