Off the Charts Wrong

Gio

It'd been over a fucking hour, and Felix had still not gone back to sit with Bianca. He'd walked over once, kissed her, and asked her something. She'd shaken her head no, and then he was quickly whisked away by his damn publicist. Why the hell had he brought her if this is what he was going to do to her?

Gio hated to see her sitting there alone and obviously bored, but Evelyn had clung on to him and she wasn't going anywhere. Gio had seen the way Bianca had looked at Evelyn. He got the feeling she was offended by her, so bringing Evelyn over with him to keep Bianca company was out of the question. How stupid was Felix to show Bianca how easy it was for him to whip up female companionship just like that?

The slow song he was dancing to with Evelyn picked up a little, and Evelyn swayed her hips against him. He knew how this night could end if he wanted it to, but his body was in no way ready for that. Just swaying to the music now made every part of his body ache. He could only im