CHAPTER 100

SEPTEMBER'S POV

" Favorite color?" I asked, smiling.

" Color?" He blurted out in distaste.

" Yes, color." I repeated.

He made a face and then gestured me to skip the question. I clenched my jaw and took another sip of coffee which he had made for me.

This is not done.

We have decided after my enormous request, if I may add that I'll ask him questions and he'll answer me because I couldn't live with a stranger. Nope, never.

But...