Alexa's POV
I manage to keep a straight face. Dustin pulls his eyes away from me towards the G-wagon which is left opened by George. His eyes roll over as mine catches his gaze.
He doesn't like me, it's obvious, but more could be that he doesn't want me around his boss.
"What did you want to tell me?" Dustin asks him while inside the car. We are already on the road driving to the venue and the second car, driving behind us. I even wanted to know why we have a second car following us but there's no chance. I will still ask.
"Well Alpha, I wouldn't lie to you but this assistant of yours would actually cause some chaos while meeting with the fans, especially the females."
I dragged my face slowly from the window where I'd turned towards him. "What did you just say?"
Dustin
