Violet
With a frustrated pout, I sat at the table across from Trinity and Dylan who couldn’t keep their hands to themselves.
They were in their only little world and only had eyes for each other. It was like I wasn’t even there.
The whole time I thought I was doing myself a favor by brining Trinity, but instead, I had basically brought Dylan a plus one.
How did we miss this?
How did I miss this?
I should’ve known it was him when she mentioned her mate’s dinner thing. Trinity had never told me that her mate was on the Elite Team, and I had never told her I was a Hastings. We spoke about every little stupid detail—except for the real important stuff.
If we had talked about it, we would’ve figured this out much sooner.
Then I wouldn’t have shown up to this dinner at all, and I wouldn
