That was a stupid and jerk move. I wanted to grab her and talk to her. The look on her face mirrored mine from the mall when I saw her with Greg. I wanted to explain it was otherwise, but he showed up and jealousy kicked in again.
"So do you want to hang out with me, or is this some kind of tantrum?" Nat asks, and it's only then I realize we're at the bar of the club and I'm still holding onto her. I pull my hands away from her as if they've burned me, and she snickers.
"You are quite a funny man," she props herself on the Vip section sofa. "So, that's her, huh?"
Her question doesn't register because I'm currently thinking about why she's here and they went upstairs, not downstairs.
"Ethan?"
"Huh?"
"Never mind. Is it some kind of love triangle?" she asks, and I furrow my brows. Love
