Everyone stood around the table. Each one of them waiting to see how I will react. My fist coil against my side as I stare back and forth from Ethan to her. Ethan's fiery red hair shined with perfection, and his deep navy suit tailors to his skin. The only positive I can give him is he doesn't smell like a w***e or a pint of liquor, but in return, a new scent saturates from his skin. Burnt black pepper and her all over his body.
"Why?" Are the words slip from my lips as mixtures of the salty air, fresh linen, and musky trailed across my nose.
She blinks only once but doesn't answer. She allows time for me to process her standing next to him, of all people. The longer I stare into her deep blue, knowing eyes, the hatred flows through my veins. My eyes trailed up and down her flowing aqua
