Sighing I look for Marcel or the guys. Huh they all are surrounded by girls and seem to enjoying the heck out of it.
I roll my eyes especially when I set my sights on Marcel who looks like he is having the time of his life with a red head bombshell tracing her fingers up and down his torso. His eyes are glinting with enjoyment. Deciding not to interfere with all that and instead get myself that drink I said you would get. I drift to a table at the back without people milling around.
I don’t see him till he his standing right in front of me.
“hey there. I have not been able to take my eyes off you all night long. You look exquisite by the way. I am Trent.” he says when he reaches me.
He isn’t touching me or anything but I am feeling very uneasy.
His hair is dark brown, like a burnt c
