Standing outside the cafeteria, in front of the person who is possibly in possession of another copy of my scandalous pictures is too awkward. Anger filled my mind the third time that I met this guy as if there's steam coming out of my ears. "What do you want from me?" I asked right away to stay out of staring longer with one another.
"You'll seriously give me what I want from you?" he responded in a form of question also.
I inserted my hands on my pocket and slightly bent a significant degree. "I'm sorry for setting your expectations of me to that level," I said before lifting my head. "Let's make a deal?" I bit my lower lip.
He walked closer until he was almost leaning on me. "Precious, let us not tire ourselves here." He pointed at the door of the cafeteria I was in earlier. "How abo
