VALERIE
I put my hands on my hips, standing as tall and as menacing as I could, as I snarled at him again. “You have one second to get talking, Kayden. What the f**k are you doing with these? My pictures??”
I rubbed my hands down my face in frustration and I watched him just stare at the pictures in shock and frustration. I started pacing the poorly lighted office, thinking and assuming all sorts of things because I happened to be a woman.
“Was I right all along? Was I supposed to be afraid of you??” I stopped for a second, sneering as I looked him over. “Are you a creepy stalker or something?”
He growled and stood abruptly from his chair, about to talk, but I held up a hand, not done musing.
“I mean, how did you know my house? How did you get my number? Oh god I have been such a f
