"You're Violet?" The most notorious player on the face of the planet asked her, walking up behind her. "You're a friend of Andy. Right?"
Well, ok! Probably not the planet, but more like in their circle.
He stood dreadfully close behind her as she waited for Abi to return with their drinks. She could almost feel his breath on her skin just below her ears as he spoke.
"Mr. Williamson, I was unaware that you even know I exist." She playfully turned around to face the well-known Casanova.
She had heard so much about the infamous friend of her best friend's husband. It was not a secret that he changed her girls almost every night.
Let us say! He never sticks around for too long.
She had nothing against men like him since she also had her share of short relationships. But she never played with fire, not if she could help it.
She had played the field, not because she enjoyed dating various men. But because she wanted to find the man she deserved.
He was not that man.
