Chapter 60

• I’m not sure what I’m doing. Or why im doing it. But I can’t seem to get myself to stop at this point.
• She shouldn’t have worn that dress for fuck sakes. What was she thinking when she picked that dam thing out. If she was mine i would be showing her off but plucking eyeballs out with every man whose eyes linger a little too long on her. The way mine were. Yet her boyfriend didnt seem to care about anyone who was checking her out.
• I put my hand on my waist and guide her through the crowd. But it makes me more pleased when I hear her breath hitch when I touch her.