"Give it back," I demanded and showed him my hand. Despite the fact that I was shooting him with my dagger eyes, he only responded with a smirk."I don’t want to." What a petty bastard! "David," I warned.
His face looks caught off guard. "Say it again."
"What?" I asked, giving him a face.
"My name."
"I don’t want to." I mimicked his voice and crossed my arms. Then, I looked at him with boring eyes. "I’m not in the mood to play with you. Give me my phone back. I will delete the pictures with your girlfriend. "
He doesn’t seem to be interested in giving my phone back, but instead, his eyebrows raised when I mentioned the word ‘girlfriend.’
"I don’t have a girlfriend." He said, honestly almost. Almost. I almost believe him. I laughed at his face. "Way to go smoothly, bad boy," I murmure
