Rose’s POV
I’m frozen in place, just staring dumbfounded at Dean. It feels like I’ve been stuck here for minutes.
“Are you alright?” Nick asks. Then he glance over his shoulder and sees what I’m looking at. He huffs in annoyance.
“What is he doing here?” He mutters. What is he doing here? Could this be a coincidence? Or is it because he has someone following me. Then the young blonde from the fight walks in and stands next to Dean. She’s wearing a dress, if that tiny piece of clothing can be called a dress. She has too much makeup on, and is practically hanging over him. It doesn’t matter, focus on your date. I snap myself out of my trance and focus on my pasta.
“I know you said you didn’t know him, but he sure seems to turn up when you are around.” Nick says. He isn’t wrong.
“Yeah
