Chapter Five
Bastian saw him grab her by the arm and kiss her. Before he could say anything, the mystery man was gone.
He could see she was stunned. She hadn't moved from the spot she'd been in when he kissed her.
Bastian reached out and grabbed her hand. She spun around, surprised when she saw it was him.
"What was that?" he asked.
"Honestly, I haven't the slightest clue. A second ago, he was all over Cheryl. Then, this," she threw up her hands, indicating what had just happened.
"You okay?"
"Yeah," she ran her hand through her hair. "I guess."
"You sure? If you're not ready for this…" he began.
"Bastian Morgan, if you for one second think that just because of what just happened that my game is thrown off…" she was getting pissed, he saw it.
"Okay, okay," he smiled, holding up his hands defensively. He'd forgotten how much it took for her to be thrown off. "I was just sayin'."
"Well, don't. I'm fine, Bastian. Never better in fact."
With that, she walked off to go mingle in the crowd.
"Seems like she's on top of her game," Rocky said.
"Yeah it does, doesn't it. I just hope she stays there," Bastian responded.
He watched the exchange between her and one of the guys she was standing next to.
He hadn't known when he headed over there that he was going to kiss her. He hadn't planned on that. He had just meant for it to look like the two of them were together to get the skank off his back.
But when he grabbed her arm and pulled her to him, there was just something that sparked in him. So when he didn't know how to react, he just left. And now he couldn't stop thinking about it.