Duke's POV
The night is still young and yet here I am inside the men's room encouraging myself to not panic whenever I see George. I never see it coming. I thought I will only see my sister because she told me how she misses me. I admit this whole thing made my day ten times more when I learned that she brought an unexpected guest to join us.
I can't believe how I made myself calm knowing George is observing us. I appear to be irritated and hate him but the truth is, it is just to cover up the feeling of missing him damned much.
I despise myself for letting his mere presence affect me this much. I'm like a melted ice whenever he looks at me that way. It has been two weeks since George invited me for a cup of coffee and yet it made me realize a lot about many things. This weird feeling
