Alicia

"Hey, slow down, kitten, what's the rush?" He turns me round to meet his gaze.

Kitten? Is this man bipolar?

He see's the confusion in my eyes and that damn smirk appears on his lips once again.

"I didn't want to call you that in the presence of your boss. Respect, and all that jazz."

I nod, not understanding what he means, and continue to walk, but this man wants to chat while all I want to do is give him the damn price list and stay far away from him.

"So. . . did you see your sister?" His question sounds innocent enough. There's no mockery to it,...