Evelyn
"Who's Ricci?" I asked, my curiosity burning like a slow fuse.
However, As I posed my question, my man appeared less interested in responding, leading me to the car and opening the door.
Fucking jerk!
Well, not for opening the car door, it was a small gesture, so it necessarily didn't irk me but his way of ignoring my question did!
"Are you just going to f*****g pretend my question doesn't exist?" I muttered, closing the car door with a subtle thud. I leaned against the vehicle, arms crossed, and stared at him. "So, who is Ricci?"
"It's a long story, baby," Jacob sighed, his fingers running through his hair as he rested his hand against the car door, right beside my shoulder.
"Well, I have time," I retorted, a frown creasing on my face, for f**k's sake who was
