Evan
(Flashback to the first fight with Asher)
I tried to take my eyes off her the minute Asher walked up to her, I told myself she was with her mate and it was rude to stare but I couldn’t. So I stood there watching them dance, it felt awkward since they were just getting to know each other.
I leaned against the pillar, drink untouched in my hand, eyes locked on them like it physically hurt to look away.
She looked at him with high expectation but he was just his regular self.
Asher was smiling, sure, but it was that lazy, entitled smile. The one that said he was bored already.
I suddenly noticed his eyes were no longer on her but beyond her, a particular red hair girl leaning against the wall as she smiled at him.
Leaning against the far wall, lips curved like she already knew how
