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My jaw twitches at her words as I swivel toward her, I don’t like the thought of not seeing her again, especially not hearing that smart ass mouth bite back at me..
“Have you tried convincing her to stay?” she asks with hope in her eyes.
“What do you think?” I bite back.
“I was only asking. It’s just…she seems to really like you. So I had hoped—”
“Just because people like each other doesn’t mean they should be together,” I tell her.
“I didn’t say anything about being together,” she mutters as Avani returns with two drinks in her hands. She hands me one and sits next to me as Monica gets up and walks away.
“Why are you leaving?” I turn and ask Avani.
She sips her drink and stares at me. “I’m leaving, that’s it. No need to discuss it further. What? Are you catching feelings or something, Grayson? It’s been great sex so let’s end it at that.” She smiles and averts her eyes.
Sex.
Is that really all it’s been?
I want to tell myself that it is.
“So, if it’s just sex, why can’t you tell me?” I question, unable to stop myself.
Her head falls back, and she lets out a breath. “Enough, Grayson. Stop fucking killing my vibe.” I sit there as she stands, takes the jacket off, and drops it onto my lap before she glares at me. “I’m heading back to the hotel. To sleep. Don’t follow me.” She goes over to Monica and the girls to say her goodbyes, and not once does she look back at me as she leaves.
I get up and follow her because she sure as shit can’t walk the streets dressed like that. The moment I step outside, I see someone holding her wrist. Instantly, I approach and put my hand on her waist from behind, which makes her jump until she sees it is me.
“I’d remove your hand before I remove it for you,” I tell him calmly, but I am anything but calm right now.
“Who the fuck are you?” the guy asks as Avani tries to free her hand. His eyes are on me as I pull out my knife and slice quickly against the wrist of the hand holding her. He releases Avani and steps back, clutching his wrist to his chest. He doesn’t say anything as he looks at her, then back to me. His jaw grinds before he nods and walks away.
“Who was that?” I ask.
She hugs herself as she stares after him until he approaches a car and gets in.
“Avani.”
When her eyes find mine, there’s a vulnerability in them. Something you hardly see from her. She shakes her head, turns, and starts running.
Shit.
Fuck.
Running after her, I eventually manage to catch up. When I spin her around to face me, tears are streaming down her cheeks, and her eyes are bloodshot from crying.
“Avani.”
“Sometimes I wish I never met you.” She pulls her hand free, turns and walks into the hotel.
