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Suddenly I felt Adonis stiffen next to me.

“Oh well, we met at a school party,”

I tell him, so this is his father. No wonder he looked so familiar, Adonis is a splitting image of him. He smiles at me and lets my hand go.

“I see well you are very beautiful; you should join our little family for dinner one day,”

He says to me before turning to Adonis,

“The night seems to be growing cold does it not son?” He says and Adonis’s face turns pale.

“Of course, father, I will have to get my jacket later,”

Adonis tells him through gritted teeth. His Father nods and looks back at me,

“Until we meet again Ms. Lillian.”

He says before bowing. I smile and play along,

“Of course, until the family dinner sir,”

I say while doing a curtsy. He pats Adonis on the shoulder and whispers something to him, he grabs my waist tighter and without thinking I start to rub circles on his arm, I can feel him become more at ease. His father then walks away from us. Noah and Liam come over to us and look at him,

“Hey, man you good?”

Liam asks and Noah nods at Elizabeth and she turns to me.

“Lills, there was this cute shop over there. Let's go check it out.”

Before I could protest, she dragged me with her. I gave Adonis another look, and he smiled at me, nodding, and I went with the girls.

“I wonder what that was all about?”

Mary asked.

“I don’t know, but I’ll find out,”

I tell her, looking in the boy's direction again. He was so stiff, almost as if he was scared about getting caught. Why? Why were all of them so tense around him?

Adonis

I watch as the girls walk away, Lillian looks back at me and I smile at her, letting her know I’m ok. She nods and walks away with them, I look over to the boys,

“Who told him this is where we would be?”

I demanded my voice growing deeper with anger.

“We didn’t tell him anything, he just showed up,” Noah says, and I look over to Liam who is all but quiet.

“Liam did you-”

He then cuts Noah off.

“I didn’t know he would show up.”

I close my eyes trying to focus on not ripping his fucking head off. If we weren’t around all these people right now, I’d shoot this mother fucker, but I can’t shoot one of my best friends no matter how mad I am at them.

“Why?”