#Chapter333

-T For Trouble

Kyle"s POV

I couldn"t believe what I was hearing. Tasha waltzed into the apartment as if she was the landlord.

She sat down on the couch and poured herself a glass of wine.

"Tasha, hold up. What the hell are you really doing here and how do you know where I live, did my sister tell you?" I was baffled.

"No, sweetie, I followed you."

"I saw you left the parking lot, Tasha."

"Nah, I pretended to be gone and then I followed you here."

"That"s stalking."

"I really hate that word, Kyle," she said, narrowing her eyes as she sipped from the glass.

"And I...