He just showed up on my doorstep

He just showed up on my doorstep...I just stood there with the doorknob in my hand and stared at him.

"Well, say something," he prompted.

"What do you want? What are you doing here?" Automatic first questions came out of my mouth.

"Isn't it obvious?" he asked with that glint in his eyes as he stepped forward, reaching a hand out to touch my cheek. "I've missed you."

I jerked away from him and his touch. "We broke up nearly a month ago." I reminded him, not bothering to mention his sexy blonde girlfriend who'd out strapped me.

"Yeah, well, I guess I haven't been able to let go yet..."

I really couldn't tell if he was being serious or manipulating me again.

"I've moved on," I said, closing the door a fraction.

His teasing grin vanished and his eyes went dark as he placed a firm hand on the door. "I'm sorry, sweetheart," he said, but he didn't sound sorry. Then he pulled a gun from behind his back.