But relief wasn’t an expression I was willing to express, so instead I attempted to pull my hand away from Parrish’s grip but he only gripped it tighter and his face was set in stone as he looked at me.
“Let’s go Jess” he growled and I could barely see his eyes under the dimness of the club light but somehow I could feel the fierce intensity of his gaze on me, I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of giving in so I pulled my hands away forcefully. By this time, Dan had noticed something was wrong and he turned back with a confused expression to find Parrish staring down at him.
“Any problem dude?” his voice was calm even though he was returning Parrish’s death stare and subtly so, but Parrish only stayed silent and returning his gaze back to me and I had two options, go with Parrish
