Am I picking you up tonight?” he asked. “Or do you still think I'm an ax murderer who might break into your house and off you and your family?”
“Pretty sure you'd go all parkour on us. Instead of using an ax.”
“Parkour? You think I'd use your family as an obstacle course?”
“What?” I asked.
He smothered a laugh. “Parkour is non-contact.”
I felt my face redden. How was I supposed to know all that guy crap?
