I dialed a number on his phone while he watched. We were standing very close, but he didn't seem to mind. If he could have moved even closer, I’m sure he would have.
"Just put Ms. Hottie if you don’t want to give your real name," he teased. So, I did exactly that.
I shoved the phone back into his chest when he didn't take it right away. He was wasting my time, staring at me like an i***t. I rolled my eyes and turned to walk away, but he just laughed.
"It's not ringing," he called out. "Hey, you gave me a wrong number!"
He was clearly making sure he could actually reach me. I couldn't help but wonder why he was so interested. I know I’m attractive, but there are plenty of women out there just as beautiful, if not more so. What did he really see in me?
"Low battery," I replied nonchalan
