Chapter 36:

"Are you nervous?" As soon as Devon pushed the door of the car opening, his tall legs coming into view, he whispered to her.

Arya didn't know whether her heart was supposed to squeeze so badly, or still, she stared at the huge bar that read 'Beers n bears.' Weird, because she would rather be anywhere but here.

"They are your friends. Why would I feel nervous." Nope, complete lie, she had every reason to feel nervous, she couldn't detain the time he asked her whether she would like to accompany him to his friend's birthday.

And, here she was. Standing beside Devon Brookes, about to enter the restaurant and probably meet his other cool stinky rich friends.

"Do you need some encouragement?" He asked.

She bit her lips, before nodding.

His hands encircled the small of her back, before pulling her closer, she could smell his familiar scent. Must. Resist. Scent.

"It's going to be okay." He leaned in, parting his lips together, when a frown surfaced around those lips, "My friends are normal."