B2 033 - Death Wish

ALTHEA.

I was about to turn around and look for Lucy or Patrea when Blade blocked my way. His arm snaked around my waist as he brought me to the dance floor.

My eyebrows hiked up as I scoffed softly. "Don’t you have manners, Blade? It’s not polite to just grab a girl and force her to dance with you."

"I’d been polite for the last thirty minutes, Althea, restraining myself from growling and grabbing someone and killing the life out of him."

"You know the only reason I am not throwing you out is that I don’t want to make a scene and let everyone know things about my life."

"The only reason he hasn't broken any bones in his body is that I don't want to make a scene and ruin your birthday," he said.

"Thank you, and I appreciate that. But it still doesn’t change anything between us. I have a boyfriend, Blade."

"I know. I feel it every time," he said in a very cold voice.

So he felt it. But did he say every time? I only did it once.

"So tell me, why are you here? Is this the part