(Kim's Point Of View)
I have never been fond of parties, even after graduating from college, I still couldn't stand the plangent music and I thought we were coming to a restaurant to have some fun, I never thought it was a house party that was being hosted by some guy Vivian was charming.
I sighed, peering down at my wristwatch for the hundredth time since I trudged in through the door. It was getting late and I needed to leave.
I was already gathering my things into my purse when Ryan suddenly appeared with a glass of alcohol, holding it out to me. "I really have to leave," I told him and I watched his face hew in dissatisfaction and my heart squeezed.
"We just got here, I thought we could have some time together after the long tiring hours in the office," He asserted with a
