The question suddenly came into my head.
"Why?"
His eyebrows arched, "Why what?"
"You know i'm probably not one of his w****s, and at the moment your not trying to r**e me...so why bring me here?"
a small smile tugged on his lips, "I'm curious, Grey."
"About what?" I frowned.
"You."
I felt my pulse quicken.
"Sin refuses to tell me your last name, i'm going to assume that he told you not to say anything, I am curious as to why he would bring a girl, whom is not a whore...out."
"Probably because there weren't any babysitters available." I muttered lowly.
His expression confused a little, "How do you know Russian?"
"I told you, Highschool."
"Is that so?"
I gulped. "Yep"
He leaned in, his face inches from mine, he smelled of expensive cologne.
"You're lying. devushka."
"Am I?"
