Chapter 23

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Chapter 23

     He was sending daggers at James and James was venomously staring back at him. The atmosphere around me was getting uneasy and everything was my fault.

My hands outstretched on their own accord and were almost close to stroke Alex.

Almost.

I stopped when realization dawned. Glad he was busy and oblivious about my move.

'I'm so pathetic'

   I placed my hand on top of James' which was on the table and gently rubbed his palm to grab his attention. He immediately looked at me but I also could feel the other pair of dark eyes drilling holes at my side.

"You said you are not with him. Lied again Rebecca" James said and the little hope he had in his eyes vanished and I swallowed the lump in my throat.

"That doesn't mean you jump on the chance you motherfucker Saint" Seethed Alex. My head snapped at him and I glared.

And look at his words. I know he always had a colorful vocabulary but can't he see that he is grabbing attention. And for fuck sake, he is a well-known athlete!

"Mind your language bastard" James warned.

"Oh, you wan-" I cut him off before things go out of control.

"Please leave Alex. I don't want unnecessary attention. And dare you to invade our privacy" I hissed at Alex intensifying my glare.

In spite of my glare, he did not budge. I did not ask what he is doing here and most importantly how the fuck he knew that I am with James.

Every time couldn't be coincidental.

Thickheaded.

Dickheaded.

"Alexander" I pressed. His eyes darted to where my hand was.

His cold gaze lingering there for a second and more and something flicker through his eyes before they turned darker if possible.

He raked his hairs making is messier and sexy before he took his retreat.

"Sorry for the inconvenience" I mumbled apologetically to James.

"Inconvenience my ass" Alex snorted.

"Go"

He didn't budge for a few seconds but eventually left

"Jimmy sorry for that-" I begin but he cut me.

"Make a choice now. Me or him"

I blinked.

"What? James you need to understand, I don't love him but you have to understand that-"

"Me or him" James repeated with a hopeful look.

"I-I.."

I just couldn't lie. I would never love James the same way.

He laughed humorously.
"There is never an option when it comes to that asshole right? No matter how he treats you, how much he had hurt you, you will always choose him over me or anyone else. But you have made a wrong decision. He will hurt you again. Mark my words."

I did not respond either did I react. I just kept my blank face.

James was usually calm and collected. At least I never witnessed his aggressive side, which I doubt he has.

"I do not want to stress you out" he further adds and a look of regret crosses his face.

So he is calm just because he thinks that psycho sitting across him would hurt herself physically. He is pitying me?

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