I didn’t know what his plan was, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to wait for it to unfold.
Christian’s gaze was still locked with mine.
*Jerk.*
His date didn’t seem to notice, her attention on the dance floor. “Come on, babe,” she cooed, tugging on his arm. “Let’s dance.”
*babe*—I wanted to snort, but it would not end well.
“In a minute,” he said, his gaze still fixed on me.
My grip tightened on the cup as I met his stare, refusing to back down. The last thing I wanted was to let him see how much he got under my skin, but his presence alone was enough to set my nerves on edge.
My chest tightened, and when they started dancing, I looked away, only for my gaze to land on something worse.
Alek.
He wasn’t even trying to hide his glare. His green eyes were locked onto
