Chapter Eight
Beck
I headed straight for the table where I could see Maisie sitting with a few friends. Conveniently, the only empty chair happened to be right beside her. I slid into it quickly. I looked around the table, greeting everyone individually before finally allowing myself to look at Maisie. l**t jolted me at the sight of her plump lips and those wide brown eyes.
“Hey Maisie, didn't expect to see you here. Come to think of it, I don’t know if I’ve ever seen you here,” I said.
Her eye roll was quick. It usually was around me. I f*****g loved it because it meant I was getting to her.
“It’s not usually my speed,” she said, her tone snippy.
“What's wrong with dinner with friends?”
I could feel her annoyance notch a little higher. Honestly, she was like a cactus around me. Muc
