Winston slipped an arm around my waist, his expression calm and indifferent. At nearly 6'4'', his presence alone carried undeniable pressure. Dorian, standing before him, instantly seemed diminished by half.
"Please show some respect to my girlfriend," Winston said.
Dorian's face cracked. He couldn't believe it.
He exploded. His finger was practically in Winston's face. "What the hell, Winston? I treated you like a brother, and you poached my girl!"
Winston replied evenly. "There's no such thing, Elena has already broken up with you. She has every right to choose whoever she wants."
I curved my lips, rose on my tiptoes, and planted a kiss on his cheek. "Honey, don't waste your breath on a mad dog. I bought you new clothes. Let's go back and try them on?"
We hadn't even made it a few
