Writing Practice, June 15 2015

He had her cornered. He really figured it would have gone the other way.

Kate looked into his liar eyes. Album looked back, his smirk appearing just to cause her to wince In annoyance.

"I don't want to meet you," she said. "I won't know you."

"All I said was 'good evening'," he defended, knowing damn well what he'd done outside of this moment.