Creak. Creak-creak. Creak
“Shhh! Did you hear that?” Sue whispered suddenly looking up.
“I didn’t hear anything, don’t worry baby” John said
Creak. Creak-creak. Creak
“Wait! I just heard it again….” Sue looked toward the door feeling a strange sense that something was about to go suddenly wrong.
“Heard what?” John asked barely interested.
“I don’t know what it was, maybe it was nothing.” Sue shrugged.
“Stop being so tense, just relax, everything’s fine.” Dismissing her worries as just another insane panic attack of hers, John focused on the task at hand.
Creak. Creak-creak. Creak
“There it is! It sounds like someone’s opening the garage door.” In such a frantic whisper, Sue’s paranoia was obvious. “I’m not imagining it!”
“Holy crap! Lets get out of here!” John jumped out of the rumpled bed and started grabbing his clothes.
“What do you mean? This is your house” She said, getting up reluctantly.
“Actually, I live down the street. I don’t like taking girls to my place.”
“You mean you’ve been taking me to a stranger’s house for eight months?” Sue caught the clothes John tossed her way and gave him a deadly glare as he pushed past her.
“Just get some clothes on and lets get out of here!” They rushed out of the back door, rounded the corner of the house, and saw an older man standing in the open garage staring at the partially nude couple. Waving, they ran on down the street, hoping he wouldn’t realize where they were coming from.

Happy Wave at Your Neighbor Day! I’m tired so my wave may not be that enthusiastic