Blair’s POV
I felt a surge of irritation as I glanced over at Blake in the parking lot. He was sitting on his car, sharing laughter with his buddy. It bothered me more than I’d like to admit. Seeing him like that just stirred up this mix of anger and frustration.
My irritation grew as I glanced over at Blake in the parking lot. He was sitting on his car, sharing a joke with his buddy. It bothered me more than I’d like to admit. Seeing him there just stirred up this mix of anger and frustration within me.
I really wanted to wipe that confident expression off his face, like a strong instinct deep inside me. It’s like I thought that would fix everything and make me feel better.
In an instant, our gazes connected and held onto one another, as if time itself had paused for that singular int
