Garreth looked at me from head to foot and I saw how his jaw clenched when he realized what I am wearing. A yellow raffled two-piece bikini and a pair of high heels. Nothing more, nothing less. Would he get mad about that? No one gives him a right to do that.
I cleared my throat and decided to escape before anything escalates. “Can you wait for me for a while? I will just go and get changed,” I told him before walking to the dressing room without even attempting to look back at him.
The moment I am already inside the dressing, I glared at Prayne who is sitting there with a tall glass of Frappuccino. He was smiling at me a little too sweetly than usual and I already know. He’s the reason why Garreth knew my location.
“What the he—”
“Thank you, Jelia!” Azumi, my make-up artist, beamed
