CAILY
He lets her hand go and glares at me hard. He shifts his glare to Alec then back at me, looking me up and down. He settles on the peach gown I’m in then bites his lips hard. I think he is going to tear them apart or something.
He is mad because we are late. This was intentional. Why is he fixated on my gown this much? He wanted us to attend the dinner and here we are so I don’t know what his problem is.
“Sorry we are late. I pull a chair for Alec next to me and sit on the other end of the table, so that I’m facing him.
“Next time don’t be.” He says with a hard look and takes his girlfriend’s hand in his. He lets go almost immediately and focuses on me and Alec.
He could have done better.
I think and pick Alec’s plate.
“Chicken or lasagna?” I ask with a smile.
“Chicken
