Melody POV
As much as I wanted to be alone with Alex, I got excited when he invited a bunch of our friends back to the hotel for a party. It was because of me that the dance was derailed. Sure, you can say the real cause was the psycho who’s been trying to kill me, but right smack dab in the middle of it is yours truly. Alex is wonderful. He’ll do anything to make me happy.
Which is why I feel like the worst person in the world whenever I have traitorous thoughts about Ben. He’d looked so handsome tonight in his black suit and tie. He appeared… taller and somehow his shoulders were broader. I don’t know. Dude can kill a suit. What is it about English guys and suits? Harry always looked weird when he put on “regular guy” clothes. I grew up associating my father with suits. Jesus, is that
