THEODORE
I glanced at Alice when I was sure she wasn't looking at me, and a smirk tugged at the corners of my lips.
She was distracted again, staring out the window as we drove to the Airbnb. I knew what was on her mind. I could tell by the way she clenched her thighs under that woolen black dress she was wearing.
She was thinking about the live show.
I'd followed her and Todd when I saw them talking, and I knew there was only one place where the asshole would take her. We'd been to that club before, after all, and I knew his ways. I never thought I'd see him there, as there were so many other places where he could be. I didn't feel bad for never getting back to him—I was avoiding precisely the kind of situation I saw before my eyes.
When I reached the bottom of the stairs and he
