"Samantha."

He reached out, grabbing her arm in a mix of frustration and desperation.

"Cut it out, will you? You're not exactly playing it straight with others either, and I haven't made a fuss, have I? We're both in the same boat here."

His words sent a ripple of astonishment through the crowd.

And as if struck by a sudden revelation, Jessica's eyes gleamed with an opportunity.

"What? Sam's got a secret admirer? No wonder Chris has been all moody lately. Sam, that's on you then. At least Chris and I are clear-cut, no funny business."

Samantha's brows knitted in annoyance, turning to face Chris squarely.

"My secret admirer, who might that be?"

"Like you don't know," he retorted, clearly hinting at Abner again.

She couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity.

"Don't project your own sleaziness onto everyone else, Chris. If we're done, let's end it cleanly. If you go crying to my dad again, it's just going to make things ugly. It's beneath you. I'm not stopping you from seeing Jessica, so stay out of my life."

Did he really think she was without temper?

She flung the lounge door open and stormed out.

Chris, now sweating profusely, was more anxious than ever.

"Samantha!"

But Samantha didn't give him the time of day.

Jessica's sobbing

as he

Jess. Samantha's just not in the best mood tonight. Didn't mean to take it out on

at her tears. "It's okay, Chris. Maybe

Chris might have chased after

somewhat exposed, he felt embarrassed, especially since Samantha's parting words

would just

he wouldn't be short

drowning his confusion in three stiff drinks, the

chasing. If it's over, it's over.

curled up,

the reason for your

this has nothing to do

and Samantha had publicly humiliated

no with everyone egging him on. Now, slightly drunk, he indulged in a few

cast a pall over the evening,

seeing Chris drunk, decided

help you upstairs to

detail that made the offer

Jessica couldn't hold back

instantly. His relationship with Jessica had always been ambiguous,

easy, but Samantha was someone he'd pursued

he wiped

stumbled, embarrassment written

sorry. Did I overstep?

would lead to rejection, but claiming. drunkenness might save face Chris,

frowned but didn't pursue

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