But no matter how fast she walked, her legs were inevitably shorter than Joshua Sulliven's; with one hand in his trouser pocket, he leisurely followed by her side.
If she sped up, he sped up; if she slowed down, he slowed down.
The more this happened, the more annoyed Keira Leaf became. Initially, she hadn't cared much, but as they continued, she resolved to shake him off.
Yet whether she walked briskly or at a snail's pace, the man in the casual suit beside her stuck to her like a plaster.
It wasn't until they had crossed a roadway that Keira Leaf finally stopped, looking up at the man in front of her with some anger: "Why are you following me like this?"
"I'm not following you; I'm going to work," Joshua Sulliven said, staring at her flushed cheeks and speaking softly.
He suddenly found her anger amusing, much like an irate little lion, undeniably cute.
The breezy four words left Keira Leaf speechless for a long while. He wasn't following her, he was going to work!
