I gave Jordan a nod and turned back to the wine glass I still held in my hand. I looked around to find men and women all dressed in amazing attires and high shoulders moving around like it was where they were meant to be. I didn’t feel like it was where I was meant to be anymore and knowing that the words of that Skylar affected me to such an extent made me feel even more angry at myself.
“Genesis…” Jordan’s warm hand clapped mine then he gently took the glass I held away from me. I still refused to look at him.
“Are you not going to look at me?” He asked and placed his hand on my chin. His voice had a gentle calm and softness to it. And it pulled me. Slowly, I turned my gaze to him and found his deep brown eyes staring at me.
“Are you angry about Skylar? I’m sorry, she has always bee
