You couldn't believe it. That girl was getting on your nerves. No matter how many hands she had on him,—or the kiss already marked on his neck with your lipstick—that redhead was still lurking, seeking his attention, and certainly much more.

Laroi was a little uncomfortable, but didn't want to cause a scene when the both of you were supposed to be at that club to celebrate the start of your tour. Still, the redhead had been bothering him for an hour now, asking dumb questions that didn't really interest him, not when his girlfriend was standing right in front of him in that short black dress. But you were furious.