I sighed, wondering how come he had such a hobby. Seeing that no one was around, I, who found beauties a feast to the eyes usually, began to flip through the photos one by one.
So I didn't even notice when James appeared in front of me fiercely!
I felt an inexplicable force approaching me from my back.
Looking back, I saw James looking at me sharply. I was so scared that I caught my breath. The photos in my hand were scattered all over the ground.
I quickly lowered my head to pick them up. Then James' cell phone rang. I deliberately slowed down to try to catch some wind of his private life.
Picking up the call, James said, "Mom? Didn't I tell you? I'm not going!"
"Not going? What is he referring to?" I pricked up my ears at his words.
"Well, James, you're an adult now. You'd better think about your personal matters. The blind date I arranged for you is absolutely reliable."
I couldn't help but laugh, thinking to myself, "There must be something wrong with James' sexual orientation!"
"I told you, I'm not going. Don't make trouble for me, okay?" Mr. Bright sounded somewhat impatient.
I sped up and arranged the photos of the beauties on his desk.