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"Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appe...
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"After you left, I followed after him to the backyard. He was watching you get into Aviary's car and I swear to god he was lost in his own world, completely withdrawn," Westin stopped, tapping his metal pen against his scruff, "I think that was the first time I've ever seen an emotion in him-well besides anger. I mean I obviously ruined it by asking if he was okay."
He chuckled to himself, shaking his head at the recollection, "That guy snapped his head to me so quick, he had this murderous glint in his eye, I thought I was going to have to run like a little bitch. But all he did was shoulder check me and walk into the house, slamming the door behind him. When I walked into the living room, Charlotte was trying to ask what was wrong and he ignored her, grabbing his keys and literally leaving her at the house. I had to drive her bitch ass home."
"Has he talked to anyone?" I pondered, sitting on the edge of my seat, gripping the cushion with tension.
Westin shook his head and studied my face, trying to pick apart my anxiety, "Maybe Ben, but he skipped our dinner on Friday and he sure as hell isn't going to say anything to me. Shit, I probably ruined our relationship forever."
"You didn't," I shook my head, having this confidence in my voice. Sure James wouldn't favor him for a while, but he would forgive him, I know it.
A week had passed since our jovial, antsy dinner. James hadn't contacted me, and speaking with Westin, he hadn't really spoken to anyone. I couldn't help but feel my heartache for him, having this burning desire to drive to his house and apologize.
But I had to repetitively remind myself that everything will fall into place, and whether I like it or not, James probably wasn't the one for me. Sure he had made feel things nobody else has before, but the person I'm supposed to be destined with someone who wouldn't kiss another girl just because they're confused. They wouldn't hurt me just for shits and giggles, knowing they had me wrapped around their finger.
I mean, sure I was aware that James had some type of feelings for me, but that didn't distract from the fact that he used me as his pawn. And clearly, he wasn't taking our connection as seriously as I was. Thus, there was this confidential ruling that it just wasn't worth it anymore.
Obviously I was still curious about him, but that didn't stray from my stern determination.
The night began to fall on my cozy Sunday, bringing me a great deal of relaxation before the following work day. It mostly consisted of reading and editing, with the occasional break to the tv. Aviary had been cooped up in her bedroom, until suddenly she questioned me on an outfit choice. I prodded on where she was headed and she informed me that she was going on a date in a couple of hours.
I smirked at her, knowing my brother probably cringed at the idea but obliged because of her whining ways. Poor guy.
She retreated back into her bedroom after I picked my favorite, beginning to yell the lyrics of her favorite song at the moment.
