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I swallowed a gulp down my throat as I looked up at him. "He's definitely an ass," I agreed, my voice tight.

I had to know why Romeo kept showing up everywhere I went. I needed a break from his face.

Romeo walked toward me, his hands shoved in his pockets, and his eyes fixed on mine. "You don't belong at these kinds of parties," He said bluntly.

I refused to be intimidated by his intense gaze. I kept looking back at him, my chin raised. "This is not the first time you're telling me this," I told him.

"I'm going to keep saying it until you take a break from these parties you don't like," He rambled, his forest green eyes glinting in the light.

I tucked a lock of hair behind my ear, breaking eye contact. "Just so you know, I'm enjoying this party," I lied, my cheeks heating up.

Romeo scoffed. "You can tell yourself that if it helps you sleep at night. You are enjoying yourself, alone in the corner? And you kicked the guy who was trying to make tonight fun for you."

I raised my gaze to me