"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 bag with the shop's branding on it.
He looked around the house and sat on the couch. "Not bad."
She stared at him. How could he welcome himself into someone else's home?
He turned his head towards her and patted the seat next to him. "Feel free to sit."
"Yeah, of course I will sit. It's my home."
He smirked at her. "I like it when you act sassy with me."
His words were going over her head. She sighed and asked,
"What
