Third Person POV
“Chad West?” Cassidy murmured as her eyes darted around the club.
“Yes,” Victoria nodded and carried on “Apparently he closed a lot of important deals here and…”.
“Are you sure he’s not here today?” Cassidy stopped her mid-sentence as she glanced over her shoulders again.
She began to fidget with her dress, one of the signs that she was anxious.
“I don’t think so,” Victoria followed her eye’s movement. “Why are you asking though?” she pursed her lips curiously.
“Oh!” Cassidy realized that she overreacted and Victoria was looking at her with a questioning gaze “Nothing,” she tried to make light of the situation.
“Nothing,” Victoria folded her arms “You looked like you just saw a ghost moments ago. What is the problem, tell me?”
Thank God she didn’t associate it
