"Sorry. I'm not a good driver." Khalifa said, sincerely, not noticing how the other driver's eyes changed. "Now if you'll excuse us…"
"Wait!" He yelled, unceremoniously shooting the zombie that came near them. "I have a well-fortified house nearby. May I invite you guys there?"
All the women looked at him, and Khalifa watched him warily. "Why?"
Hugo saw her defense and quickly gathered himself, his normal smooth casanova self returning.
"It's hard to find survivors now, we should stick together right?" He then sent her a smile that had historically made many panties fall. "Don't worry, I'm not a bad guy."
Khalifa frowned, not liking his predatory look very much, especially not when his girlfriend was right beside him.
Hugo could sense that Khalifa really didn't want to go with him. How could he, after looking for her for so long, let it go?
"I have weapons in my house, and a lot of supplies. You can take whatever you need.
