I shake off all those intrusive thoughts out of my head. Even if he is interested in me I am sure he already gets women throwing themselves at him and I am not going to add myself to that list. Also he is a hot guy, rich and famous, I am sure he can get any woman he wants with a smile and a call. He doesn’t need to follow me around and send me food. It might just be because he feels pity for me, come on because why else would he be here.
He said he was here to see me. Just to check up on me that’s why. So there’s no need for all this fussing.
I stand and with one final pat down my clothe I walk to the door and step outside. I grab my jacket and bag and head out. He looks up the exact moment I walk inside and walks to me.
He gets to where I am waiting for him at the door.
“You’re read
