Chatta had glanced at him and responded in her usual rude tone.
"Hey, yourself. Are you following me?"
"I don't know, what do you think?"
Chatta had just gotten off a call. She put her phone in the back pockets of her jeans and folded her arms across her chest.
"Why are you following me? You know I don't like you."
"Believe me when I say I don't like you too and I wouldn't have followed you had it not been important. For one thing, you are rather an unpleasant person to be around and you are extremely rude...but that's neither here nor there. I am not going waste much of your time..."
"Well, you are already wasting my time. Get to the point."
"Right," Adam shoved his hands in his pockets and started pacing. He is polar opposites with this woman. He was hurt when she rejected him, bu
