Ellison
As the car moved down the road I turned to face the man sitting beside me and my eyes took in the slightly red jaw and swollen eyebrow. And I knew the cause of it. “I didn’t thought you a man to engage in bar fights.”
“It wasn’t just any bar fight.” When I arched my brow, he added, “It had a beautiful woman and another man obsessed with her.”
I scoffed. “Sorry if it’s hard to believe.”
“Which part? Beautiful or obsessed?”
“Both.” I answered and turned to face the window. But apparently my response was a joke to him as he chuckled. I asked, “Why?”
“You.”
The same word I had said to Brandon came back as if to haunt me. And a part of me soared thinking that he had fought with Antonio over me. I squashed that thought, no good will come by thinking it. The car came to a stop in f
