Tracy

DENISE CARSON'S POV

What the f**k was she doing there. When I got down from seguro...I could see how terrified she looked, like I was going to kill her or something."Miss Walters?...what could you be doing out here?"

Was she crushing on me?...I laughed inwardly...well this is interesting.

"Umm sir I was just passing" 

I rushed her

"Passing where?" She said she wanted to have a some air...how intriguing first it was just a passing by thing now it's a fresh air thing..she even seemed to breath weirdly...was she having an issue. I could check her to see if she was sick. Her eyes were light brown...it reminded me of Treasure's...she also had a soft skin which was weird especially for a person...who worked so hard. I suddenly realized myself...Gosh Denise, she seemed out of breath and I didn't even notice....this wasn't the first time though. Was she somehow...

"Miss Walters are you... allergic to me?"

I watched as she gave a nervous