" Do you think you can avoid me baby girl? " He asked, smirking.

" Don't call me that. " She snapped, glaring at him.

He raised his eyebrows at me, raising his hand up, putting them into my hair.

" But you are my baby girl though. "

" Just mine. "

" Keep dreaming, rich kid. She snapped back.

" Ohhh only if you know what I dream of. " Ryan replied with a smug look.