Page 8 of Imperial: The Corvidae Family
“You can relax. I’m just here for coffee.”
His eyes dropped to the cup like he wanted me to accept that him being here wasn’t intentional.
This man was officially stalking me…
“I don’t believe in coincidences.”
“Good. You shouldn’t.”
Well shit, he wasn’t denying it. I should have ended the conversation there but something in me refused to back down. The same part that had kept me from running from his fine ass last night.
“You’re not scared. That’s interesting and not what I expected.”
“Should I bescared?”
He leaned back, angling his head to the side and lifting his cup again, causing the tattoos along his forearms to flex. “I don’t know, Baylyn. Should you be?”
My stomach dropped. He knew my name which meant he looked me up. What the hell else did he know about me.
Where you get your coffee dumb ass…
I tried to keep my reaction neutral. He didn’t smile this time, only studied me with those damn intense eyes.
“Who are you?” I demanded with a scowl.
“You don’t need to know that yet.”
Yet.
“Yet implies that you’re going to keep showing up in my life?”
“You sound disappointed.” That cocky smile of his was back.
“More like annoyed,” I corrected.
Lies.
“You can relax beautiful. I just wanted to see how well you kept secrets. You haven’t told anyone about last night. The cops, your boss, yourfriends.”
How the hell did he know who I talked to?
“Also,interesting,” he added.
“And if I had?”
Girl is your stupid meter stuck. Why they hell do you care. Walk away from this crazy ass man and stop asking him questions.
“You didn’t so we don’t have to worry about that do we?”
He was right and so damn confident about it. Some twisted part of me had me still standing here instead of walking away.
“Can you please just leave me alone?” I frowned and he smiled shaking his head. The arrogance in that simple gesture was loud.
“Nah, can’t do that.”
I groaned and I turned to leave, but before I made it to the door he was speaking again.
“I’ll see you around, Baylyn.”
