I inhaled, ready to start unleashing a barrage of questions I had for him, but he raised his finger and almost touched my lips with it. I took a step back. The ambiguous grin on David’s face didn’t put me at ease as I wasn’t sure what his intentions were.
“I have my channels which let me get information first-hand,” he explained, breaking the tension that was forming between us.
“So, you are a stalker,” I coldly concluded, openly showing my suspicion. He chuckled, his amusement answering my skepticism.
“No, sorry to disappoint, but I’m not. I just have many acquaintances in the art world. That’s all.” David contradicted me in his explanation, still acting amused. I frowned.
“What’s so amusing to you everytime you talk to me.” I questioned, not liking his attitude.
“Should I be bored t
