“What the hell was that?” Alex snapped at Cassian as soon as they entered the room. The man had been quiet the entire car ride to the hotel, and so was Alex. He didn’t want to make a scene in front of Cassian's bodyguards so he waited until they were alone.
Cassian simply walked to the mini fridge and took out a bottle of water. “You looked like you were in trouble, so I decided to help you out.”
Alex scratched at his forehead in frustration. “I wasn’t in trouble,” he said through gritted teeth. Cassian didn’t meet his eyes, and instead, settled on looking out the window as he drank.
“So,” he said, placing the bottle down. “You were just casually drinking and flirting with your “old friend” at a known gay bar?”
Alex couldn’t believe his ears. “You,” he didn’t know whether to continue
