25...In the club...

{Jason}

I sat back on my chair, staring into space, unaware of the people around me in the cafe, temporarily forgetting about Mildred's presence.

"But why would Kelsie call me Mr Storm?" I wondered aloud.

And that, that is a very foolish question.

"Because you asked her to call you that" I heard Mildred's voice giving a reply.

"Right" I agreed without questions. "But the way she called my name...." I looked down at the table recalling how she spat out 'Mr Storm'

Mildred rose a brow "How did she call your name?"

I gave a light shrug "Like...."

"Like what?" She pressed.

"I don't know! Okay?" My voice was a bit loud now, not giving a damn about my environment. "But if she gets formal with me..." I sighed "Something tells me that would get her closer to the other guys in the company because she gets to have interesting conversations with them while she calls me 'Mr Storm' and have a boring conversation with me"

Mildred rested her elbow on the table "And what's wrong with that?"

"No