Pouting, Vera Wave followed Kris Cooper downstairs to his car. He opened the door for her, but just as she was about to get in, she stopped and retracted her foot.
Hold on!
Didn't we just agree to go our separate ways? Why am I still listening to him?!
"What's wrong?" Kris Cooper asked, puzzled, seeing her pause.
Vera turned to him. "I already paid you back, so why should I still listen to you?"
"Just paying me back is enough?" Kris Cooper raised his chin slightly. "A unilateral breach of contract, was it? Alright then, how do we account for the night you slept with me?"
Vera retorted defiantly, "When did I ever sleep with you?!"
Kris Cooper looked down at her, his eyes meeting hers. "Don't forget, you initiated it. I merely satisfied your needs."
Kris, you truly are the fighter jet of shamelessness.
Thinking back to that night, Vera was speechless. Reluctantly, she settled into the passenger seat, muttering under her breath.
