"Hurry up, you guys," Hilary shouted at the couple that was still inside the building doing God knows what. She was beginning to get fed up with their attitude. They were already late to the party and all those three people could do was delay them more.
"Chill, girl. He was just helping me with my dress." She took Tristan's hand while they were coming out of the building.
"Why didn't you fix it on your way here?" Hilary crossed her arm, also c*****g her waist. She gave them a knowing look as they approached her.
"Why don't you shout or question the boss like that? He's still in there." Tristan smirked at her cowardice when she looked away. "Your mouth is only strong when it comes to me. Let's go, Blanca." He pulled her towards the car while Hilary stood outside. She didn't want to be
