Catherine's POV
"How the hell did he find out I was here?"
I had just taken a step outside the lobby when he was parking his car not far from the entrance.
He turned around slowly to face me and he smiled at me but I met his smile with a rigid expression.
I had left him in the house this morning without telling him where I was going. I was still pissed about yesterday but how did he find me?
"Catherine". He called my name softly as I turned to walk away from him.
My name off his lips sounded like a spell, he had called me that way before.
I paused and slowly turned to face him, although I felt unsure inside my face was still cold and unyielding.
"How long do you intend to keep this up?" He asked, his question was accompanied by a smirk and I hated him more.
I didn't take a step closer to him, but he slowly walked towards me.
He stopped dangerously close, the tension between us had gone from low to high in one day.
