Jacob
“Please, Alastair…talk to me,” I begged. We were already running late, but we still had ten minutes before the actual class started. Jack had warned me that the couples usually spent a few minutes before the class chatting and getting to know one another. I had wanted us to take part in that, but this was far more important to me.
“It’s nothing,” he said, and I scoffed angrily. We had promised to be honest and open with one another and right now, he was being anything but that.
“Alastair, don’t. We don’t have to go clubbing. It was just a thought,” I said. He eyed me for a moment, and I tried to figure out what he was thinking. Was he worried about Corey? Was he worried about me drinking? Was he worried I would dance with someone else? “What’s wrong with going clubbing?” I asked c
