"Why are you telling me this?" she asked, her voice filled with tears and her hands trembling.
"Look, Ms. Jamespell," he started as he turned to face her, ignoring the shocked look she gave him as he patiently waited for her questions.
And he knew she had a lot of them.
He heard her took a large intake of breath before she asked what he was more than willing to answer.
Looking at his watch, he tapped his feet impatiently in the semi-hard snow. He had a club to go to later with the boys.
"Why can't you call me Victoria?" she asked in a somewhat hurt tone-not that it mattered to him.
It seemed like it was a series of turns, no, there was a series of turn and unasked questions that needed some serious answers.
He didn't know why she was wasting his time with useless questions like these.
"Ten minutes," she voiced bluntly, causing her to frown slightly as she stared at him.
"Excuse me?"
