Chapter 8

Lauren and I turned and stared at the door when we heard the sound of a car.

She raised an eyebrow, looked and asked, " Are you expecting someone?"

At that point, I knew there was no way I could lie, so I said the truth.

" Yes, I am. I think that is Stan. I asked him to come pick me up." I said in a rush.

Her eyes were Inquisitive. She was stunned. " Stan again? I thought you said you had nothing to do with him. Why do I keep hearing his name from you?"

I wanted to scream and say, 'because we have had sex together and I think I like him!', but I thought against it.

What if I said so and he comes right in? What would be his reaction? What if he doesn't even feel like I do? I would be so embarrassed.

I cleared my throat and stared back at her with the strongest face I could muster.

" I don't know. Maybe his name keeps coming out of my lips. More so, he is my chauffeur, the one who drove me to Gut's Island." I lied smoothly.

I was beginning to become a professional liar.

However,