Andre’s POV

That look of hunger that has been in his eyes since we made out is still present as his car comes to a screeching halt right in front of me and Brent.

His eyes linger on me for a while before shifting to Brent who is now with the bouquet. I watch his jaws clench as he grips the wheels of the car harder.

Wanting to annoy the shit out of him, I turn to Brent with a smile.

His car is blocking the way but before I can tell Brent to let us go, Alex comes out of the car, ...