You Can Run But...
She wore a black turtleneck gown that clung to her body and reached just the middle of her thighs, and I could see she appeared fuller, especially on her breasts.
"Shit," Zayne muttered behind me, and he turned to me immediately, "Gia, let's go back to the car."
What the hell was he saying? I looked from him to Alexa, who was now coming forward; she wore a flat cover shoe, the first time I had seen her without her high heels.
"Why?" I demanded. This was the time to confront her about her being such a desperate bitch.
I tried to push past him, but he stood in the way, pleading eyes looking into my face.