I was still tense, still horny, if I was being honest as I made my way to the party. Every nerve in me was up, aching from how things ended. My fists were still sore from the fight earlier, and my head hadn't stopped spinning since I left her.
I just needed air. Distraction. Maybe music. Or alcohol.
But the moment I turned the corner and stepped outside by the pool, my chest caved in.
There she was.
Zaara.
Bending slightly at the edge of the pool, stretching like she had no idea what she was doing to me her beautiful legs, that swimsuit hugging her perfectly and right next to her?
Fucking Theo.
My jaw clenched instantly.
Out of all people. Him.
The same guy who disrespected her in front of everyone. The same guy I nearly broke my hand punching an hour ago. She was with him? Laughing like nothing had happened?
Was she joking with me right now? Was this some kind of twisted payback because I stopped what was happening between us?
I couldn't take it. I had to leave.
