Perfect disguise by Elizabeth A (speld decodable readers .txt) 📗

After paying, we walked to the car park.

Once we were out of the salon, I turned to look at her. "Why do you do that?" I inquired.

She removed her sunglasses and wore them before looking at me. "I did a lot of things today, so can you be specific?"

"Why did you lie that you are my girlfriend?"

She looked at me with a frown and crossed her arm, proudly. "I believe you meant thank you so much Diana for coming to my aid."

Why should I thank her? 

I arched a brow at her, trying to think of any reason as to why she had pretended to be dating me. She acted like we were dating in the salon; like she knew me for a long time. I had spoken to her once, that was when we met at the fashion store.

She didn't consider her action strange and it baffled me.

"I don't owe you any appreciation." 

It was true, I didn't tell her to act like my girlfriend or to do me any sort of favours, so why should I thank her?

Therefore, If there was anything that was owed, it was an explanation. What she did was wrong. What if Annie was there, she would have thought I wasn't serious about my feelings towards her. 

I had been in love with Annie since when I was a teenager. We grew up in the same neighborhood and had been best friends since we were kids. 

"I saved you." She pointed out.

I arched a brow at her. What is she saying?

"How?"

She stopped walking and rested a hand on her hip, looking at me like I was dumb. "If I didn't act like your girlfriend, do you think Chloe would let you be?"

"I can handle Chloe myself."

She chuckled and shook her head. "Due to what I've noticed, I doubt that."

Was she underestimating me?

I know perfectly well how to handle Chloe; she will let me be if I keep ignoring her.

"Why do you say that, you don't even know me."

She shrugged. "I don't need to know you before I can judge your actions. It's obvious you want her and at the same time you don't. You are a man with principle and morals, Dominic. You don't know how to hurt people's feelings and Chloe is taking advantage of that."

She spoke like she understood me, it was strange since I couldn't even figure out any fact about her. Maybe she was good at reading people's behavior, that was my only conclusion. 

"You don't know anything about me," I said, even though I didn't understand myself, how could she understand me?

She walked toward me and stared directly into my eyes, like she was looking at my inner self. "You're wrong, it's you who don't know anything about yourself." 

"So, you think you know me?"

"tsk tsk, I didn't say so, I only said you don't know anything about yourself." She said and went to her Mercedes.

I stood by the entrance of the salon and watched her as she entered the car. 

What is her true motive behind her act?

She spoke like she could see through me, like she knew who I was and that baffled me completely. I shouldn't overthink the situation. She was, probably, bored and wanted to do something to amuse herself. 

I chuckled and shook my head. What a character, I thought. Then, I heard my name from behind me. Furious and bold.

"Dominic!"