Amy observed the man calmly. There wasn't any fluctuation in her eyes except for wariness. She didn't hide her suspicion from him, showing him her thoughts blatantly.
"I mean you no harm," the man said, his smile intact.
"That's what people who intend to harm say," Amy countered wryly.
"Perhaps. But that shouldn't be the criterion for judging people, right? What if I'm a good man?"
"What if you aren't?" Amy wasn't an easy person. Her mind had cautioned her against him the moment he approached. His gentle smile made her antsy in a way she was all too familiar with. It was how she felt when she was dealing with an enemy.
"Well, I have nothing to say in my defense. Perhaps, your opinions of me will change as time passes," the man said, not offended by her remarks.
"Perhaps." Amy shrugged, not bothering to be courteous. She watched him as she sipped her lemonade and returned her phone, leaving the man awkwardly standing before her.
