I stop mid-step as the words leave his mouth.
I whip around and face him again, my eyes boring holes into his head. “You son of a bitch—”
“Now, let’s not get hostile, Raven,” he says coolly, easily cutting me off and closing the distance between us once more.
He slides his hands into his pockets almost nonchalantly, and he sports a bored expression on his face. He seems pretty aloof, but obviously he’s anything but since he can’t seem to keep his irritating behind out of my business.
He looks me up and down for a moment, his eyes traveling all over me and scorching my skin with their intense gaze.
“I have no intention of letting your grandmother know what you do in your spare time,” he says casually.