I didn’t understand what he meant. He was waiting for me? I haven’t met him before, or at least that was what I thought. I would remember someone so… unforgettable.
“What?” Was all I could mutter, my brain seemed to have disconnected from my mouth, and the second one was functioning on his own.
He chucked at my question, and f**k! Do I have a fever? What the hell is wrong with me? Aziza focus. When I looked at him again, I realized that his lips were moving, and I hadn’t even noticed or heard a thing he said. Damn it.
“So why?” What? He was asking me something and the only thing I could do was stare at him like an i***t.
“Ehmmm.” What else could I say? Anyway, I was going to look like an i***t, so it was better that he realized that I hadn’t heard a thing he said. I hoped that he b
