Chapter 19 His And His Alone.

[Right now, where are you?]

Roxanne blinked her eyes at Lance's message, staring at it speechlessly for a few seconds before she felt anger swell within her.

How dare he ask her such a question after flirting shamelessly with the one person she hated.

With her nails tapping fast against her screen and the sound of clicking filling her ears, she typed back a reply, hoping he could feel the amount of sneer she put into each of her words.

[That's none of your damn business.]

She sent her reply and cleared their chat, locking her phone's screen and looking up just in time to see the handsome angel approaching her.

Iris gave her hand a playful smack, indicating his presences even though she could clearly see that with her own eyes.

When he finally came to stand in front of them both, a charming smile dusted his lips and Roxanne could have sworn he looked more handsome than seconds ago.

"You ladies look awfully beautiful tonight." He complimented, the British accent right at the tip of his