It was 7:30 am, and William was in his office, already working on his laptop – or rather trying to work. He recalled the party and, most importantly, the kiss, and he felt like he could curse himself to the moon and back.
He had been sober but different shades of jealous that evening, so much so that he could barely control himself… but it was too soon. He knew it and could feel it in his bones. Simone didn’t know the depth of his feelings for her, and would probably try to dismiss it all some way.
He had seen the looks she gave Laura, and it was like his own version of salvation. But busy as she was glaring at his date, she had been oblivious to the anger simmering just behind the surface.
It was his first time seeing her with someone after her prom date. And lo and behold, the man
