Vivienne's POV
“I don't get you,” Paul replied.
“What do you mean you don't get me? That was a very straightforward question,” I paused to look at his blank face. “I think,” I added.
“Well, if I understand you correctly, my answer is that I just want to know you more. There's something about you that interests me. It made me want to get closer since the first day I saw you in the bar,” he replied.
I had more questions, but I would rather not push him to answer me wrongly or give him the impression that I wanted him to want more.
“Speaking of the bar, how did you get my number?” I asked, raising my eyebrows.
“Oh, Kathy, she…”
“I knew it!” I cut him off, but I was interested in whatever he had to say after that. “Oh, sorry, continue,” I faked a smile.
“She must have noticed how I was
