I walk into the kitchen and pour some tequila into a glass. I take a sip and look at him.
“I thought I was clear when I said you should leave.”
“I couldn’t baby. I want to explain all this to you.” He says trying to touch me but I push him away.
“That’s not your cologne.” He says glaring at me.
“I know. I didn’t say it’s mine.” I say with a smirk.
“It’s that asshole’s?” He asks angrily.
“Your guess is as good as mine. That handsome guy you saw dropping me few minutes ago.” I say with a smile.
“You are such a…” he starts but stops Midway.
“A what? A b***h? A w***e? Just say it. Finish your statement. It’s a great compliment you know.” I take a sip of the tequila and give him a smile.
“Why are you here?” I ask angrily.
“Told you I wanted to talk to you and you come back with some a
