"You're not going to let me go, aren't you?" Paul asked Karen who shook her head.
"You're my date for tonight." She said looking straight into his eyes.
Paul creased his brows and looked at her in disgust.
"Eew, no thanks, you're not my type." He told her and she chuckled.
She didn't like how he said that, but she had the power now, he wouldn't do anything.
"You aren't mine either." She said and Paul smirked.
He somehow liked her attitude.
When Paul had stepped into that hospital, Karen had swore not to let him get out of her sight.
She didn't understand why he was there at that particular time, and since he wasn't willing to talk to her, she simply told him there was no where he was going.
And it had been hours since she said that.
"You know you can't arrest me, right?" He asked
