Turning my heel around, I faced him. Taking a deep breath, I asked.
“So tell me, Hunters. What was that you are saying again at the church?” I tried to sound more confident and unbothered. At least, I should not display my weakness in front of him, not yet until I got my confirmation.
He chuckled.
Ugh! Right. Now, he is on his light playful demeanor. You know what? As much as I hate him being ice cold, I also hate his other personality of being such a tease. This time, I prefer him being on the former than the later.
The sound of his laughter just annoys me so much that I think I would go crazy if he continues to play his game of curiosity when he can just be serious for a second and share me a parcel of his thoughts.
“Oh, did I say something, Bartolome? I quite don’t r
