Sierra’s POV
Without thinking, I grabbed Arthur by the arm and marched out of the circle. Arthur gave them a warm smile as he joined me out. “What was that about?” I asked, almost in a yell.
“Distributing snacks,” he replied, his tone almost amused.
“And it involved holding a lady’s waist, huh?”
“She was heading for the ground. I could not let that happen.”
“You know she did that on purpose. And why did you even have to give out the snacks to ladies? I handed out mine to couples,”
He took a step forward, locking eyes with me. “I’m sensing something here,” he said.
“What?” I asked, taking a step back.
He grabbed my waist, pulling me in. “You’re jealous,” he smirked.
“I’m not,” I muttered, looking away.
He pinched my chin, forcing me to look at him. “Then why are you mad I held som
