“Yeah…fuck,” Kara echoes lightly, letting out a soft sigh.
Well, first of all—
I never expected this to f*****g happen.
I’d come to this f*****g event, my mood dampened by the fact that Kara was supposed to f*****g flirt with her douchebag ex-husband.
Not that I would ever admit that to her.
And I especially did not expect that I would get lucky after I practically pushed her to go initiate the conversation earlier.
Yeah… that was just me being a douchebag myself.
I was outside for a while, not knowing that an argument had already ensued inside. And I think it’s safe to say that I got there in time to save Kara.
Noah Hawthorne should thank his f*****g stars that he hadn’t hit her. Because if he did, there was no telling what I would’ve done to him without a care in the world about
