“I can go home from here,” Tiffany stopped walking, turn to face Aiden then removed her hand reluctantly from Aiden’s.

“Oh,” he clasped his hands together timidly.

“You live around here?” he asked, looking around.

“Mind your business. Thanks for escorting me, I’ll get going.”

“Okay, have a good night, okay?” Aiden smiled at her.

“Huh, and you too,” she nodded her head and then turned to leave.

“Anny!” Aiden shouted and she stopped walking abruptly.

“It’s late, do you have to call my name that loud?” Tiffany furrowed her brow.

“Uhm… I’m sorry. C…can I have your contact, please?” he requested nervously.

“No.”

“Please. I promise you that I...