I stood there, trembling at the idea of what might transpire if Danielle took Sebastian up on his invitation.
I knew that I shouldn’t care. He was Danielle’s first, and he was nowhere near being over her, I knew that bitterly now. I knew where Sebastian's head and heart were, but I couldn’t figure out Danielle.
At times, I feel like she is teasing, maybe playing a little hard to get, but then I remember who Dani is, I was not so sure.
“Do you really think I’d have lunch with you?” Danielle's mocking laughter broke out, and I stared in disbelief as she stood there, defiant and not the least bit tempted by the notorious scoundrel. “The suits may be perfection, but the dog who wears them is mangy and beneath me.”
With a dismissive roll of her eyes, she turned away.
Vancouver belonged
