The stares kept her eyes down the entire time. She did not want anyone to recognise her because all her effort to stay undercover would be ruined.
Angela kept glancing around, hoping Alex would return soon after getting a coat for her. She wished she had followed him, but it was too late now and crying about it would change nothing.
Suddenly, without warning, a familiar pair of hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her back against a hard chest. She froze for a second. Even without turning around, she already knew who it was. Her body reacted before her mind did and that alone annoyed her.
"I am not in the mood, Renn," she said, her voice tight as she tried hard to keep the frown on her face.
"Do not say that, baby," Renn murmured with his eyes closed. He kissed her cheeks slowly, and the simple touch almost made her turn around and kiss his lips, which only made her more upset.
