Alexa and I turned around at the same time.
There he was as I expected. Arsen stood just a few feet away from us with both of his hands in his pants pockets.
Alexa gasped. She looked at me then looked at him again.
“Damn Papi Chulo.” I heard her mutter under her breath. She was almost drooling at this point.
I subtly hit her on the arm, telling her to be quiet. From my peripheral vision, I could see that her jaw was close to hitting the ground.
“f*****g hell Ayva. How did you get to meet someone like him.” She whispered at me but her voice was still loud enough for him to hear her.
I hit her again, the last thing I wanted him to think was us being fazed by his good looks.
I cleared my throat and squared my shoulders, looking him straight in the eyes. I stretched the hand holding
