TheClosetKidnapper

Ian I nod back at her before heading into the daycare and picking up my three year old. Hoisting him on my hip, I rearrange my bag and start back ...

Nic I hesitate, wishing I could still keep Jackie in my arms, "For a few hours."

Ian I nod and sigh, "I'll see you around. If you ever need anything, I'm usually at the apartments on Fifth. Just a block down."

Nic I glance down at Jackie again and swallow, my eyes flickering to my daughter Jace is holding before I look back at the guy, "No... it's not. She was... ...

Ian She shifts moods so quickly... I wonder why. I lead her to the door of the grocery store and glance at the daycare beside it before looking at her, ...

Ian I smile and study her before focusing on where we're walking, "Like I said, it fits."

Nic I swallow at what Rayah says before focusing on what the other guy is saying, "So far..."

Ian I sigh, "'Cause the name means bright or light. You seem bright and, the few times you've attempted to smile, you've shown your inner light. If... if that makes ...

Ian I nod, "I like that name. It suits you."

Ian I flash a smile, "Innocenzo. But everyone calls me Ian. The former is a little too... old fashioned for my taste."

Ian "It's just run down," I glance at her, "And there isn't much law enforcement, so everything is out of hand."

I'll look it up soon.

Haven't heard that yet.

Ian I shrug, flashing a smile, "It's not so nice where I grew up though. Worst part of the country."

Ian "Originally," I pause, "Sicily. My parents moved me out here before my twelfth birthday though. I go back every summer."