My chair scraped sharply against the floor as I stood up.
"Excuse me," I slapped my napkin on the table, glaring at Rio.
"Gia…" he called in a soft voice and reached for my hand, but I pulled away and grabbed my purse.
"I'll be right back," I said and walked off before anyone could protest.
Inside the restroom, I shut the door behind me, tossed my purse onto the marble counter, and exhaled deeply.
This night was a complete mess.
The door swung open moments later, and in walked Celeste. "Rio is obviously courting you. When will you stop playing hard to get?" she asked, completely unaware, or unconcerned, with what had just happened at the table. She pulled out her lipstick.
"Maybe when you stop playing hard to like," I snapped, and she let out a soft, amused chuckle.
"How do you
