“Nothing. Don’t mind what I just said,” Cross reasoned out and abruptly averted his gaze away from Elizabeth’s suspicious eyes.
It was very loud, so Elizabeth barely tilted her head downward, trying not to get deaf to the deafening music. Cross also noticed that. He cleared his throat, subtly tightened his grip on her waist, and tried to protect her from the throng who was passing them by.
For both of them, it felt like forever until they reached the VIP room where the employees were regaling themselves inside. Before Cross could open the door, Elizabeth had already turned the doorknob and indulged herself inside the room. He furrowed his eyebrows, confused by how Elizabeth just ignored his gentlemanly gesture. But the truth is, she is just not used to being served by any men.
“Elizabet
