“Think what you want to think. I don't care about you,” I sang and seemed to be heard by the man sitting on the sunlounger. I could clearly see the redness on his face with annoyance while I was blushing with excitement, especially when I saw the irritation on his face now.
I don’t know, but there seem to voice whispering in my mind and saying I would, even more, annoy the man sitting quietly on the sunlounger. There are many places here in the house that he can go to if he certainly wants to find a place that is quiet and away from me.
He is not the one who will sit in the seat where I sat yesterday. He seems to intend to get that position to me, and he did, and I will also intentionally annoy him so that he can leave the position I should be sitting there!
"What the hell are you do
