f**k! There he was.
Cladded in jeans, leather jacket, and white t-shirt underneath, he looked the definition of handsome.
From the other side of the room, our eyes connected before he swiftly made his way past the swarm of people dancing and towards our table.
The moment I was fully in his sight, his eyes raked my figure and his jaw clenched. He did not acknowledge me instead, took a seat beside me and initiated a conversation with Sal on his other side.
My heart tightened in my chest, knowing nothing changed between us, we were still not past our differences. I didn't like how he ignored me. Deep down, I knew it was my fault, considering his possessiveness, I should have been careful.
At that moment, I regretted doing that. Regretting provoking him. I shouldn't have brought up m
