Chapter 37
I didn’t think twice before running after him.
The club’s neon lights faded behind me as I pushed through the doors, stepping into the cool night air. My heels clicked against the pavement, but I barely noticed. My pulse was still racing, my mind replaying the way Adrian had looked at me before he left.
That wasn’t anger. It was something else. Something raw. Something broken.
I spotted him near his car, his back to me, his shoulders rigid. His hands were clenched at his sides, and even from here, I could see the tension in every inch of his body.
“Adrian!” He didn’t turn.
I swallowed hard, my breath still uneven as I took a cautious step closer. “Adrian, stop!” Nothing.
I wanted to scream. Why won’t you just look at me?
“Damn it, Adrian, say something!” Finally, he did.
