NIA’S POV
We were leaving the gym when I heard her again…that same annoying blonde from earlier.
“Bye, sexy,” she purred behind us.
Ugh.
I groaned and picked up my pace, storming ahead of Alexander. I didn’t want to hear it. Or see it. Or witness another woman practically eye-f*****g him while I stood there like a third wheel in my own situationship.
He jogged up beside me, laughing. “You know men stare at you too, right?”
I rolled my eyes. “No, they don’t.”
“They do,” he said, amused. “You just don’t notice because you're too busy noticing the women looking at me.”
I opened my mouth to argue, but he cut in quickly, “Check your one o’clock.”
I glanced to the side, and sure enough, a guy near the smoothie truck was smirking straight at me.
“And over there,” Alexander add
