I pulled up into the parking garage. Today is a fresh day. A new start. I tell myself. It has to be. I was failing miserably at keeping away from her. I could not help wanting her. She was pulling me in. I was drawn to her. But the look in her eyes last night when I reacted the way I did to Eli being playful with her was one of serious displeasure.
And when I told her it bothered me, other men touching her, another look crossed her face, but I could not read what it was. Uncertainty? Further displeasure? I have no clue. But I know she did not look happy. Not the way I want her to be. I want her to be unable to stop thinking of me too. But I know that is selfish of me. She has just come out of a difficult relationship. I heard enough about it, looking back, now knowing the d**k head Noah
