I push the coffee shop glass door open. My body freezes when I see the man that we were just talking about seconds ago. My stomach flips with what I see just a few feet away from me.
Pyke is sitting in the booth beside the window with a petite redhead across the table. They seem so engrossed in their conversation. So, that’s it, huh? She must be his new model or the flavor of the day. Just by the look of her back, she seems pretty.
“Let’s get out of here, B.” I step back, grabbing Bianca’s hand.
“What’s wrong with this?”
“Let’s find another shop.”
“There is no nearest coffee shop around here,” Bianca complains.
“Let’s get out of here, please. I’ll tell you later.” I drag her away from the door before I catch attention and stride quickly away from the shop.
“Okay, you can let go of m
