Kimberly:
“No.”
The words dropped like a bomb between us. Noah gritted his teeth, his hands gripping my bag tighter. I didn’t move. In fact, for effect, I crossed my legs. If he wanted me out of this place, he was going to make me.
“I don’t want to have to repeat myself, Kimberly. Let’s. Go.”
“N. O.” I matched his voice and tone, overemphasizing the words.
“You heard the lady,” Ryan said, moving forward, “she doesn’t want to leave…”
“Stay out of this, Ryan,” I snapped at him. The cheating man slut wanted to be chivalrous now? Asshole? Where was this imaginary chivalry when he was cheating on me, making me look like a fool?
Eyes had already begun to drift our way. Noah looked around, his jaw tight, his eyes darting around, assessing his options. My lips tugged at the corners. It was
