Suddenly, a cold chill snakes down my spine, and not the good kind.
“Right… I clearly walked into the wrong conversation,” Ryan says. “Anyway, I’m gonna go talk to that new girl. She’s been following Recoil around for days and keeps staring over here. She definitely wants one of us.”
“Go ahead,” I say.
Chad watches him walk off before glancing toward Ella again.
“Yeah… go ahead.”
I shake my head. Chad’s got it bad.
Across the room, Colt reappears from the bathroom, and Danger instantly puts about two feet of distance between himself and Ella. Poor girl notices immediately. She folds her arms and storms back to the booth, looking pissed off.
I chuckle because it reminds me exactly of how Annie used to act whenever Colt walked into a room, and Aston suddenly pretended she didn’t exist.
History repeating itself.
“Here’s your chance,” I tell Chad, nudging him toward Ella.
He looks between her and Danger nervously. “Dude, I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing.”
“Just be her friend.”
He nods and heads over, sliding into the booth beside her while I sit back, smiling to myself. I’m honestly ready to call it a night. I’m tired, bored, and all I want is some sleep before Indi calls me after work.
That eerie feeling creeps down my spine again, but I ignore it and stand up.
“Hey Caleb, can my groupie chick get a photo with you?” Ryan asks suddenly.
“Sure,” I reply automatically.
I turn around just in time for an arm to snake around my neck and a pair of overly wet lips to slam onto mine as a camera flash explodes in my face before I can even process what’s happening.
I stumble back, temporarily blinded while frantically wiping my mouth.
What the fuck?
“Caleb, it’s so good to see you again. It’s been far too long,” Sasha says brightly. “I gave you some space, but once I heard you were nearly back in London, I couldn’t stay away. Plus, I came to see Ryan.” She immediately wraps herself around Ryan like we’re all best friends.
I stand frozen, my entire body going numb.
“Well? Say something,” she says.
I grit my teeth so hard my jaw aches. I’m in public. I can’t lose my shit here. “Sasha, what the hell are you doing here?”
Ryan looks between us. “Dude… wait. You know her?”
I nod stiffly while Sasha giggles and starts tapping away on her cell phone.
“What are you doing?” I demand.
“I’m posting our photo to Insta.”
Pure rage floods through me so fast my hands start shaking. I haven’t felt anger like this since the last time she destroyed my life. “Absolutely fucking not. Delete it. Right now.”
She rolls her eyes dramatically. “Fine.”
I watch her remove the post while trying not to explode.