“What?”
“Do not do it.”His voice is low.
“I’m not doing anything.”
“Good.Keep it that way.”The look he gives me is deathly cold.
We both know what he’s warning me about, but right now all I can think about is Courtney in the restroom, upset because I was a fucking asshole.
Almost in a daze, I stare out into the crowd, not seeing the people drinking, eating, laughing.The music plays gently in the background, bottles pop and glasses clink.
Fuck this.
Suddenly I’m on my feet, Sebastian is cursing and I’m walking across the room in the same direction as the woman I cannot touch.
CHAPTER TWELVE
COURTNEY
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Is he trying to humiliateme?
Where is John?
Ugh.I’ve told him I didn’t have an affair and that I’m not seeing him anymore.That should be enough.
He’s my lawyer.He should believe me.
Asking Kylie and trying to set me up was dirty.I guess that’s why I hired him.
But as Zander once said, this isn’t a murder trial.I don’t need to prove my innocence.If Adam wants to find evidence that doesn’t exist, then he can waste his time.
Zander just made me look like a hussy in front of his friends.The goddamn stupid handsome meanie.
I pace the bathroom, grateful it’s empty.
