*Dawson’s POV*
“Don’t worry about her, I’m sure she is fine” Lacie said, stepping forward to touch my shoulder, batting her eyelashes at me with a seductive smile plastered on her face. I quickly moved her off of me and turned to look directly in her eyes. The disgust and distaste was clear on my face and I could not hide my dislike for her at that moment.
“You don’t even know her” I said, unable to hide my frustration with her. I was annoyed I ever even dated her. She was definitely good-looking, I'll give her that. She was tall, had wavy blonde hair, big t**s and a big a*s. Everything I used to like about her was all superficial; her looks, her status, and her connection to my family. Those were all things I could care less about now. On the surface, she was a catch, but once I got to
