Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 47 I lifted my eyes to glance at Eric, and sure enough, there were dark circles under his eyes.

Ugh, I was the worst. Cursing myself silently, I was about to say something when my phone suddenly rang.

It was a call from Natasha.

"Looks like someone's worried about you," Eric remarked casually as he stood up gracefully and left the room.

Despite the lingering awkwardness, I felt a small warmth in my heart at his considerate gesture. I had misunderstood him in the past.

I picked up the call.

"You're amazing! So, how did things go with Eric last night? Sparks were flying, huh? I remember back in college, Eric was way better looking and more talented than Jeremiah. Now that you're divorcing that scumbag, I fully support you getting together with Eric!

"You can't let a bad guy ruin your shot at a second chance at love!"

Listening to Natasha's excitement only made me feel more awkward. "Natasha, you've got it all wrong.

Eric and me

tone instantly

two were practically glued together at the bar last night, and then you dragged him home. How could nothing have happened? This is I sighed, pressing a hand to my forehead. "We're just friends.

wasn't buying it. Instead, her excitement ramped up

out of his way to help you over and over again?

undeniably odd. But then I reminded myself that there was no

thought aside, refusing to dwell on it. I hung up

my teeth, Eric's teasing gaze floated into my mind. It threw my emotions into

that he had already prepared

the table, I was momentarily stunned. The scene

routine. No, no, no. I

We were just friends.

warned myself mentally and pushed the thoughts away as I walked over. "I'm really sorry about last night. If you ever need my help in the

even more awkward afterward. What could someone like Eric possibly need

against the table with his arms crossed, he looked at me with a spark of interest