Flying Solo

[Nox]

Nox was essentially trapped in his seat, stupid stupid stupid he chided himself. Connor had cornered him and then he had swapped with the PI, now the PI sat next to him. Nox laughed as he wiped his hand across his forehead like he'd been sweating the fact that the man might be trying to pick him up. "That's a relief."
He grinned playfully.

But Nox was done eating, the third beer sat untouched in front of him. While Nox wanted to know why this guy was following him, he wasn't exactly sure he wanted them to know why. His business was his after all, and he had secrets to keep just like anyone else. Why a private investigator was looking into him could be bad. And he knew that he hadn't been followed, he wasn't that careless. And if he'd been around for long Aria would surely have noticed, if s he'd been around that is.

Nox was not feeling safe in the least. The shield of air wrapped around him and he held on to it like it meant life or death. He was sure it had little to do with anything really. Like a child with their favorite stuffed toy clutched in their hands, that's all it really was.

He turned to the man in his way. "I think I'd like to leave now. Unless any of ya'll object."


Before anyone could say anything Nox reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out a scrap of paper and a pencil. He jotted down Aria's phone number and slide it across the table to Connor. "Aria's number. I'd give you mine, but that would look suspicious. She's not aware of your fiance's predicament or yours for that matter, and you've prior contact. Aria will want to talk to you again, so do call her. I'll tell her I've met you."
Nox smiled. He'd do more than just tell her he'd met her, he'd tell her everything that happened. It was the nature of their friendship.

He turned to the PI with a grin. "Now if you don't mind, I'd like to go home. You are free to follow me there."
He gave the man a sideways grin. "I've never had a puppy before."