Hannah's POV

　　I went to the restroom to take a breath. I came back, and I hadn't even fully sat back down before Ezra opened his mouth again.

　　"You know," he said casually, fingers drumming on the edge of the table, "I don't mean any disrespect to your fiancé. Christian Kennedy's got a solid reputation. Fierce, intimidating. But…" He gave me that smile again, the one that made my skin crawl. "I still prefer you."

　　I stared at him.

　　He ...