Adam was about to ask her to shut her babbling mouth and leave as he held no interest in her or her Dad. He could feel the death glares that were being thrown by Stella at her. He was about to shoo the pestering fly off him, but stopped when and idea cropped up in his devilish mind. He had never seen Stella getting jealous, it wasn't too late for that, was it?
"Adam?" Clara called his name slowly, seductively bashing her fake lashes, when she didn't hear a reply from him.
Adam who was lost in his own thoughts, came out of his dream world when he heard his name. Realizing that it was the shameless woman sitting next to him, he furrowed his brows before questioning her. "Were you saying something? I didn't get much of it?"
