Next Door Infatuation by M.K. Morgan

“One. Two. Three. Four.” Robin counted her breaths out, slowing her heart rate and calming herself. “One.” Robin noticed someone staring at her in the distance. “Two.” He was clearly watching her. “Three.” Robin tried to maneuver herself so that she could get a better look at her stalker without giving it away that she saw him too. “Four.” She let out her breath. The man watching her stepped forward slightly. She felt like she recognized him from somewhere. She couldn’t really see his face, but something about him seemed vaguely familiar, like from a dream. He stepped on a twig which cracked loudly beneath his foot. Robin startled giving it away that she saw him and he ran from the scene.

“Wait! Who are you?” Robin yelled after the hooded figure. “Why are you following me?” She chased...