Goddamn she was pissed and she attempted to school her features into some semblance of I don't really give a fuck but in a nice I don't give a fuck way.
She watched the woman just chatter away at him. Blabbing about all these things about herself that no one really gave a fuck about.
Her gaze slid over to the gorgeous man who sat next to her.
She could see he was annoyed with the chatter as she was. He was such a good guy but she wanted to see that asshole part of him.
God it was hot. She was a bitch and he was an asshole. And damn, if they ever hooked up the result would be a damned inferno.
He fiddled with his phone and tried to just tune out everything.
He lifted his eyes, met hers and she saw the small twinkled of mischief in the blue depths.
Then suddenly he stood and walked out of the room with a softly spoken excuse to everyone, but his eyes remained on her.
Fuck. She was lost. Fucking stupid for wanting this guy so bad. And even daring to daydream he might just want her too.
Her mind wandered and she thought I still haven't figured out how to sit across from you, and not be madly in love with everything you do.
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