GRACE
“Why, Grace? Does my body bother you?” He says, cornering me to the wall. He knew the effect he had on me but he always made sure he saw it whenever he had the opportunity.
The major thing on my mind was that we were in the kitchen and whoever walked in here would see us.
It could even be Dylan. That thought scared me. I loved Nolan, yes but that didn’t justify me hurting Dylan who has done nothing apart from loving me.
“It does not. Please move.” I say turning my face to the side. I wanted to let him know that I wasn’t in the mood for this.
I see hurt flash through his eyes by my reaction and my heart falls. What is wrong with me?
“It’s Dylan, isn’t it?” He says backing away with a betrayed look in his eyes.
“What do you mean?” I ask him already getting angry that he just had
