Foxy
I half expected him to follow me. To come running after me but by the time I got to the corner and turned into a more residential street. I knew in my heart that he wasn’t behind me. And one glance back in the direction I had come told me his car was no longer t the curb.
Ben had driven off.
He had left me in the mile of the street with nothing but the clothes on my back. He hadn’t even hesitated. Tears pricked my eyes; Ben had driven away without a backwards glance. Probably thanking his lucky stars that he had had a lucky escape. I had pushed him too far at club X. even though in my eyes I hadn’t pushed at all. I hd known from the start that showing him a little glimpse into that life was going to send him running but the last thing I had expected was it to push him into
