Keeping My Distance

By Saz

Sequel to Strangers

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I don't look at him as I move past him and enter the house, but I can feel him close behind me, following. I'm not angry at him any longer, but feel a strong urge to make him suffer a little.

"You're angry with me," he says quietly as I walk into the living room.

"I'm not angry," I reply, sitting on the sofa and looking at him.

He looks like crap.

"You must be. I was a total asshole!" His face looks pained.

I smile. "Nick, I'm not angry. You *were* right about Grissom. You helped me see it"

~*~ Fin ~*~