“Bitch?” Thaddeus immediately gripes, taking the bait and running into the game Micah is playing. “I’ll have you know?—”
“Let’s dance, Tad,” Zoe interrupts, stepping forward to make him do it. “We can talk politics. I’m interested in this mayor thing now.”
“I’m with—” Zoe reaches for him and pulls on his arm toward the dance floor, sending Thaddeus almost stumbling on his feet.
She doesn’t allow him to argue with her, guiding him to the dance floor where a slow song is playing that I don’t bother to register.
However, what I do is Micah and his sudden three steps in front of me, so I’m forced to look up at him.
I can’t stand being in this small town while he resides in it.
I’ve tried forthreemonths to get over what we had, and it’s just a painful reminder that I’m more pathetic than I thought I was.
I’ve spent less timewiththis man, but I can’t do anything but compare him to any other dude in Magnolia Ridge. I still walk around looking for him so I candodgehim. I look at Heath in class and wonder how he’s doing.
All things…that shouldn’t matter, but they do.
“Tell me, Miss Vesper,” Micah starts, and I hold my breath for what he could possibly want from me. “How, on this God’s green Earth, did you have the misfortune of landing yourself within the confines of Thaddeus Delacroix?”
“School,” I manage to pass through my lips. “He…was there to inspire the youth to dream and?—”
“He won his election because the guy he was running against was seventy-five years old and couldn’t remember how he got into the race in the first place. He stayed in it because it entertained the town to watch Tad lose his shit on all hisvote for mesigns that were borderline inappropriate but equally funny.”
“And you’re telling me this because…”
“You’re wasting your time.” He takes that moment to step closer, and the oxygen to my lungs stops on his dime. “I told you…you won’t be moving on without me unless I approve. And, Sienna…I’mnevergoing to approve.”
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MICAH
Stop chasing her,Micah.
Everyone is looking.
However, my dick and about a quarter of my brain have the willpower to keep my feet moving because I’m currently on Sienna’s heels as she purposely speed walks away from me because I won’t let her be free ofme.
It’s a dick move.
One of my worst, actually.
I’m making a story just by following her. However, I’m a good enough bullshitter in this town to make it look like we were going to speak about Heath in private rather than what’s really going on.
Which is her being pissed off that I won’t give her my blessing to be withTad.
I allow Sienna to escape the main event area until we get to the foyer, and I gently grab her arm.
She spins on me without my having to move her, and the fire in her eyes is enough to make me stand there and just let her unleash.
Except, she doesn’t.
I know there are a lot of things on her mind and probably a lot of opinions, but I’m a legendary prick when it comes to something I want.
And I wanther.
I’m always going to want Sienna Vesper.
“Speak or forever hold your peace, sweetheart,” I mutter low enough for no one to hear. “We don’t have?—”
