Jackson reached up and ran his fingers through his hair nervously. I knew he hadn't really liked me at first but now realized I simply intimidated him. "Um..yeah...sorry, I know this isn't exactly normal." he said, stuttering almost uncontrollably. Damn he seemed nervous!

"Ok, well we can agree on that at least. What exactly do you want?" I said, voice devoid of emotion.

He looked down at his shoes while searching for words, purposely avoiding eye contact. "Um sure, well, Paula is acting kind of--" he started to say.

"Stop. Don't show up on my doorstep and drag me into the middle of your business and then make it sound...