I kept kicking my legs as Knight walked out of the bar, heading toward the car parked out front. He didn’t budge. Not even once. What was he even doing, carrying a grown woman out like this?
People stared as if we were on drugs, and at some point, I just stopped struggling and covered my face with my hands. Oh, he was definitely going to hear from me the moment my feet hit the floor. Going ghost for almost a week and then coming back like nothing happened? Yeah, no way.
The moment he reached the car, he finally set me down. As soon as my feet touched the floor, I spun on him with a glare.
"What the f**k was that?" I yelled.
He didn't even look at me. Again. He just walked to the car, i turned, my eyes widening as they landed on Jean… and Angelo leaning on the car door. So this was wher
