“I can’t believe you left me all by myself just to go be with Brooklyn.”

Whitney scrunched up her face, throwing the words at Xander, who acted like he hadn’t heard her.

“Xander,” she increased the sound of her voice, her hands reaching to touch his shoulders as he took off his sleeves. “I’m talking to you.”

He flinched her hands away, his piercing gaze threatening to eat her up.

“What do you want this time, Whitney?”

She folded her arms across her chest, tilting her ...