Tina stormed off. Her best friend didn't even try to call her back. Instead, she gave Weston a solid kick and hissed, "You ever heard of thinking before you speak? Or did you swallow garbage today because

that's what it sounded like!"

Weston ran a hand through his hair and hurried after Tina.

Tina had barely stepped out of the bar when Weston caught her by the arm, his voice low and apologetic, "I messed up. I'm sorry, okay?"

"You didn't mess up," Tina said, "You're right. Guys are often led by their desires, but Phillip's not like that."

"Okay, okay, he's a saint then," Weston quickly backed down, not wanting to push her further. "So why are you mad? You scared me."

It wasn't that Tina thought Phillip was some playboy. She knew better than that.

She suddenly realized, whether it was his indulgence or his tenderness, it was all because she was his fiancee.

same way if someone else

something she'd always

if she didn't

him. I'm serious. I'll talk to my dad and get him to propose on my behalf. I'll tell them I love you, and you

out of your mind?" Tina looked at him

just can't stand seeing you

toward a figure standing by

blending with the night.

of

and the rowdy street unable to fend off the

her hand back and walked

scarf, shifting his gaze from Weston, and

colder

stood still, locking her

close range, Tina

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