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~Ayden~
The instant Mia walked away with Wesley for a private conversation, I struggled to stay seated. From the moment he approached our table, the tension between them was palpable. When he touched her, I wanted to break his face. He had no right. It took every ounce of my strength not to get up and knock him flat on his a*s.
The longer I studied them, the more I noticed Wesley’s hostility. He smirked a few times when he glanced toward Andi, Bentley, and me. Whatever their conversation entailed, it had something to do with us. Perhaps it was just me he had a problem with. Good. The feeling was mutual.
Andi turned in her seat after gawking at Mia and Wesley. Her leg shook as she stared into the distance. It wasn’t long before she stood from her chair. “Okay, guys. I’ve waited long e
