DARYL POV

She got up and headed off with Rick, something about testing her skills. She had a petite, toned, muscular body, but it still had some feminine shape because of the wider hips and full breasts I watched her walk away, her dress swaying slightly around her hips. When she was out of the room Carol looked over at me. "So, spill, what's going on with the two of you?" She asked. "What do you mean?" "She made you smile Daryl." "So? What's your point, I smile." "No, you don't. She insulted you, you insulted her, and instead of duking it out you two grinned at each other." "She gets my humor, and you know I'm not likely to 'duke it out' with a girl Carol." I said, rolling my eyes at her. What was she even asking? "Do you think she's pretty?" She asked eyeing me suspiciously. "What? No! She looks like a fucking teenage boy." I said, my mouth falling open in awe. "I saw you staring at her!" She said angrily, punching me in the arm. "Jesus Daryl! Just try to be nice, ok? Do yourself a favor and don't screw this up dummy." She gathered the laundry she had just folded turning to head out the door. "Screw what up?" I asked, I was confused about what she was insinuating. She rolled her eyes and thumped the back of my head as she walked away. "You damn well know what I am saying Daryl." She called over her shoulder. What the hell did she know? Sure I think Norah is pretty, but what has that got to do with anything? I thought to myself. I stalked around the prison for a while before deciding to go to the guard tower on watch.

She was out with Rick in the yard, testing her mechanic skills on one of our cars. It hadn't run in about a month, but she had it running in no time. It was comical watching her try to navigate her boyish world in a dress, I swore to myself that I would have to get her another one. I smiled to myself, watching her. As I felt the smile creep onto my face, I realized that Carol may have been right, Norah did seem to make me smile more than usual. I would have to keep my distance, it was now clear that I couldn't trust myself around her. What is it about her that makes things weird? She was a strange mix, she was a sexy woman but was also a tomboy in her soul.