Chapter twenty-one
"You seem to like what you see. Will you stay here then," he says and look up at me, from the laptop.
I sigh. I'm not ready for this," Where's my shoe."
He blinks once, then twice," Oh, you really want that?"
I cross my hands in front of me," Why the heck are you not at work?"i ask instead,ignoring his stupid question.
He smiles now,revealing his white sets of teeth," Because I own my company "he looks at his laptop and continues typing," Your shoe is over here. Come and get it yourself."
I groan, ignoring his stupid comments before walking toward him. I walk behind him and see the shoe beside him. I bent to pick them but suddenly had this urge to hit his head from behind. Looking at him makes me look at the laptop he was pressing. In a quick action, he strolled do
