What should she do? Part 4

Her head involuntarily pressed against the closet wall, willing her body to vanish behind the hanging dresses, but her eyes took in everything. The man’s eyes squinted as they adjusted to the light. His hair splayed in varying directions. Her first thought was that the man desperately needed a comb.Their eyes locked for a moment, and his eyes widened with what she could only hope was surprise; then his eyebrows narrowed becoming one crooked line.
“What are you doing in my closet?” He backed up a step, then moved two steps toward her. “Will, get in here. We have a … a visitor.”
“I can explain,” her mind raced trying to come up with a plausible reason to explain her presence. “I’m Nora …., your…Simone’s um…friend.” Nervous giggles emanated from my mouth. The man’s head cocked at an and looked at her as if she was crazy. The man who had to be Will appeared at the closet door — his face registered the same mixture of disbelief, anger, and something else Nora couldn’t put her finger on.
She stood up, almost tripping over a pair of shoes. She smoothed her skirt. “I really have to be going. I have a plane to catch. Now that I have my coat.” She moved forward one step, blocked from advancing by the human barricade.
“You haven’t told me what you’re doing in my closet.” A vein pulsated in his neck and his face reddened.
Nora swallowed. “Well, I was on the way to the airport, when I realized I didn’t have my plane ticket or my purse. I remembered that I had given my coat to Simone last night when it started to rain. I forgot to get it back from her,” She laughed nervously, “so here I am.” She took another step toward the entrance, but the man named Will stuck out his hand and struck her shoulder.
“Think again.” Will grabbed her by the arm and pulled her toward him. His breath was warm. “What are you really doing in the closet?”

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