Chapter Sixteen

I tilt my head to gaze at him. Adam is putting on a dark blue shirt with navy jean shorts, looking ravishing handsome tonight.

"You don't look too bad yourself," I commented.

I glance at Paul, whose eyes are trained on Thea. He, is sporting an ash shirt with some black jeans.

"Thea," Paul called, "you look gorgeous. Did you dress up for me?" He grinned.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Thea looks at him and bites her lips seductively.

Thea is putting on a pretty, black, chic gown that stops at her mid thighs. With silver accessories, she looks as stunning as ever.

"Want to dance?" Paul suggested, stretching a hand out to Thea.

"Yes, please." She finishes her drink in one big gulp, and she takes Paul's hand. Together they walk to the dance floor.

"They look good together," I remarked sweetly to Adam as I watch them move.

"Sure."

My gaze goes back to Adam. "So, are you going to ask me to dance?"

"Do you want me to?"

"Well, it could be fun. Don't you think?"

"Not tonight."

"Oh..." Disappoint