The Clumsy Heart

my

g up, his gaze locking with mine. There, sitting on the floor next to me with sauce remnants from my shirt now smeared on him was a gorgeous Adonis, with electric blue eyes and thick

she snarled, while everyo

eks so red by now that I knew I looked like a fi

was I supposed

sense right now since I was feeling both. The girl continued to glare at me, her phone now on the table as she stood up but

e stated. "She didn'

ssed her so now she's tr

ld be in front of her. "I'm not that revengeful that I'd deliberately

when a warm hand wrapped around my forearm and yanked me away from the sc

rning bright red as I tried to make the

mirror, making me watch my pasta-covered reflection while he grabbed n

ered, taking the napkins and rub

d his arm

olite." "Your girlfrien

twitched the corner of his li

ped to the s

ks that we're a couple due to this drunken one-night stand we had. I've told her numerous times I'm

a psycho bitch to h

have a handsome Greek

thought you said you

a little self-c

ction, glad that most of the damage was gone except for

back from murdering someone," I stated, sig

-in-crime," the boy added, and

what exactly does my p

wards the door, his hand wrapping around th

River

see what I did there? wave? rive

small salute. "