Kyla Jones POV
" What the—" The person hissed and my I looked at him in horror.
Vincent!!!!
I shrieked when I saw him, Vincent groaned shaking his hands and shirt, he looked like he was going to pounce on me any moment and take me down but when his eyes landed on me, it widened with shock.
It was like everything muted in him and he froze completely. But most importantly his skin must be burning due to hot coffee spilled on him.
" I am sorry! I didn't see while coming, it's my fault! Your hand—" I tried to take his hand to wipe but he slacked his hand off immediately, avoiding my contact, shaking in anger.
He looked like he was crooked with red-hot anger, his corded muscles shaking with accumulated tension. It was a disaster waiting to happen.
The students around us started paying at
