Without any Warning, Natasha disappeared from where she stood and appeared by his side, looking over his shoulder. "Do you think that will work?" She asked after seeing the gun that he held, his fingers ready to pull the trigger at any second.
Before he could turn to face her, she was no longer there, but sitting on the seat in front of him, like she was not beside him a second ago. "What are you doing here?" Nigel asked, pointing the gun at her.
"You wanted me to come back home the last time we met," She raised her legs and placed them on the desk while playing with her hair. "I am here now, why do you ask what I am doing in my own home? Am I not welcome here anymore?"
He didn't know what to say it how to reply. He did say he was taking her back the last time they met but then, what was that really what he meant? No, it wasn't and she knew that. He had his reasons for wanting to take her.
