I quickly asked her, "What? Are you serious? How in the world did you get that book?"
"Now you're showing interest in talking." Rosalind smirked.
"Give me that book once..." I raised my palm towards it.
"No, you can't have it." But Rosalind moved away. "I won't share my books with anyone who doesn't want to talk to me."
Ugh… so she's taking revenge…
"Fine. I'm sorry. I understand that you wanted to talk and now that you have my attention, let's talk." I told her.
"But I don't want to talk anymore." Rosalind pouted like a little kid and laid down the book on her table. She then picked up the wine glass that was lying idle instead.
"Sigh…are we seriously doing this?" I really don't want to play games right now.
"If you don't make me interested, I won't talk anymore." Rosalind faked being a brat and started to sip on her hard drink.
