Jas.
“Do you want to leave?” Zane asked and I scrunched up my face. Why was he asking me that when I just got here? Plus, he made it sound as if I had a choice.
“What? You brought me here for a reason. I want to see it through.” I said. I wasn't really the type that started something and not finished it, it was why I felt I had to come to the dinner date with him in the first place, because of my sense of duty.
“Alright,” he said, drinking from the bottle he was holding, then he started to look around as if he was looking for someone. I didn't ask him anything though, as he pulled me towards a table.
We were standing there, about to take our seats when I saw someone out of the corner of my eye and I turned my head so sharply, it could have snapped if care wasn't taken, and that was
