"You what?" She asked with a confused tone.

"At your main door?" He replied more like he asked a question.

She cut the call and went downstairs. She headed to the main door and opened it.

He had on a black shirt, a black leather jacket, and black jeans all matching each other perfectly. He had a hot appearance. She looked away from him and confronted him with the question, "Why are you here?"

"Do you speak to your guests in such a manner?"

"Oh, no." She shook her head.

He rolled his eyes and walked past her, entering her house.

She glanced at his hand. There was a paper...