"Want to have sex with me?"
The tall girl teased as Drake pulled her on. He let go of her when he was sure that he had walked a length away from the building. Of course he was still in the compound, but they were in a position where you'd say no ears could get to.
"I do not have time for petty talks."
He made it clear, looking up at her. She was about an inch taller than he was. Drake knew that if he was in his real body, he would be an inch taller than her. Mason was quite short compared to the girl.
"What do you want from me then? I thought you said you never wanted to talk to me again."
She rolled her eyes at him.
WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH THIS FOOL? DOES SHE THINK THAT I HAVE AN INTEREST IN HER?
"What are you doing here? Why did you come here?"
He asked the same question twice. He didn't care. He only wanted her to understand what he was driving at. He didn't want to assume that she understood.
