Chapter Eight
He looked furious. His eyes burned with a rage that threatened to consume everything in its path. I stared, my heart beating faster and faster as he walked toward me. What was going on? Had I done something wrong? Why was he so mad? Was he mad at me?
Before he could get to me though, Natasha blocked his path. I watched her caress his cheek, then slide her fingers down his chest. I felt the anger rising in me. Even though I knew it was irrational, even though I knew he wasn’t mine and I had no right to be upset that another woman was touching him, it still didn’t make me any less upset.
I turned away from the scene mumbling an excuse me to Melissa.
I made my way back into the forest to breathe a little. I couldn’t think of anything else but her arms all over him. s**t.
