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I see him.
And her.
I don’t know who she is, but she knows him, and heclearlyknows her. I can tell by the easy way they’re both holding themselves around the other.
She’s one of the many. She has to be.
And by the possessive look on her face, I know she came here to claim him. She came here for more.
She’s beautiful, I’ll give her that, with shoulder length wavy blonde hair, small facial features, boobs that are just big enough to show some good cleavage in her low-cut top, and a curvy body she’s showcasing in skin tight jeans.
She’s exactly who I would think he’d go for. And when she leans in and places her hand on his chest, I see red.
What. The. Hell.
He doesn’t stop her, either. He doesn’t push her away.
I’m frozen where I stand, a deep dread filling me as something prevents me from taking another step. It’s some part of me that needs to punish myself, and show myself that all of this was a practical joke on my happiness.
A happiness that I get a taste of, but I don’t get to keep.
The mystery woman slides her hand up his chest to his shoulder, and she leans in further, whispering something in his ear, and my veins turn to ice.
I leave for five minutes, and one of the many comes out the woodwork to try and take him away.
And by the looks of it, succeeding.
My heart squeezes in my chest, and I wait. And I keep waiting. For Alex to push her away. For him to do something.
Anything.
The seconds stretch on, and when I see his hand come up to rest on her hip as she practically presses herself against him, tears burn behind my eyes.
What. The. Fuck.
I’m acutely aware to the pairs of eyes looking at me, then him, and then me again.
He’s embarrassing me in the worst possible way.
He kissed me for everyone to see, and then doesthisfor everyone to see?
I must look like a deer in headlights standing here.
I’m a sucker who got played by the player. What was all of that he was just saying to me a few minutes ago?
I can’t believe this.
Turning away, I walk the outskirts of the restaurant so only a few people see me. And what makes it even worse? I see pity on the faces of those I pass.
But hell will freeze over before I let Alex Bane play me like a fool and have the whole town think the new girl is just a gullible sap.
He doesn’t get to win.
I keep my head held high and act like I’m not breaking on the inside as I walk.
I’m not going to make a scene. I’m not going to call him out in a bar full of people. And I sure as hell am not going to try and make him jealous.
I’m not that girl.
