Dante

The girl standing in front of me couldn’t have been the same girl from the coffee shop. The girl at the shop was quirky and shy. Right now, that same girl was looking at me like she was seconds from kicking me in the nuts and making a break for it.

For a split second, I thought about asking Roman to stay to offer a buffer between Honey and me. After all, considering he just completely betrayed her trust, he was more likely to get kicked in the groin than ...