Naomi's POV
I met his gaze with defiance and even tried to break free from his grasp. His lips curled into a smile, a smile that didn't touch his eyes or go anywhere near his eyes.
What was he doing here?! What the hell was wrong with him? Was he stalking me now?! I wondered silently.
“Let go!” I struggled to let myself free from his gasp.
“What are you gonna do?” He asked in amusement. “You were gonna scratch my face with your paws, kitty cat?”
“LET GO OF ME!” I shouted unintentionally.
The lobby immediately went silent as every head turned with eyes towards our direction. This was what he wanted after all, attention. I'd give him attention if that's what he wanted!
“Let go of her.” Another voice chirped in.
Both our heads turned immediately to see Logan standing some feet away. For the first time since I met him that night at the party, he wasn't smiling. He wasn't frowning either but his face had that, I'm-not-messing-around look.
“I was just having a friendly chat here with my mat
