Zique rose up from the floor, taking her with him.

He didn’t know what his problem was or how he ended up planting his lips against hers but it just happened.

She shouldn’t have said what she did, her words were what riled him up...

‘I don’t want to stay anymore. I hate it...take me to Gabe or to Damion. I won’t run away.’

He had this strange feeling in his guts when Gabe had brazenly taken her on a walk earlier and then she had the courage to mention him again.

It was obvious she preferred Gab