Lover's game

I gave him a nod and turned back to the wine glass I still held in my hand. I was still very much angry over what had happened earlier. I could not help myself neither could I stop myself from feeling the rage that was swelling inside of me. I looked around to find men and women all dressed in amazing attires and high shoulders move around like it was where they were meant to be. I didn’t feel like it was where I was meant to be anymore and knowing that the words of that Skylar affected me to such an extent made me feel even more angry at myself.

“Genesis…” Jordan’s warm hand clapped mine then he gently took the glass away from me. I still refused to look at him, because I was unwilling to. Was he embarrassed of me? did he find some kind of truth in what Skylar said? was that why he didn’t bother to defend me? I kept asking myself and the thought of it simply made the anger in my heart worsen.

“Are you not going to look at me?” he asked and placed his hand on my chin. His voice had a