(Leigh’s POV)
“Jealous, my foot!” I hissed angrily as I pulled a chair, sitting beside Elle and ignoring Alex’s charming smile. I lower my gaze, and despite him calling my name, I continue to ignore him because all it takes is one look, one kiss, and one touch, and then I forget everything.
Elle puckered her lips, and her eyebrows raised as she rose to her feet and transferred to the chair across from me. When Alex sat beside me, I raised my hand to Elle, gesturing to her we should change seats. When she didn’t move, I glared at her, causing her to sneer at me, but she stood up.
When we changed seats, and I got settled in my chair, Alfie and Alex changed places.
Elle raises the steak knife and growls at me. “If you ask me to stand up again, I assure you I will kill you. I’m hungry.”
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