"I made it clear to you, Emily. Stay away from me," Antonio hissed, his voice a low growl that echoed in the relative quiet of the outer deck. He couldn't believe she'd followed him, especially here, to Cole's party.
"And I made it clear to you, Antonio, that I don't take orders." Emily stepped closer, her faces inches from his "You can't just ignore me."
"This isn't the time or place, Emily." He glanced back at the bar, a flicker of unease in his eyes. He didn't want Camila or anyone to know about his complicated past with Emily. He didn't want to draw attention to himself, especially not tonight.
Emily glance at bar and back at Antonio. "Or is it because you're with someone else? That woman at the bar..." she chuckle like she had just piece up the puzzle. "So she's my replacement...
