She’d been a thorn in my side for a good while now, ever since I’d ended things with her several months earlier. We’d never really dated per se; just slept together, but we’d somehow ended up doing that exclusively in the month or so in which we’d been seeing each other, so until I’d ended it with her to pursue other chicks, she’d seen me as her boyfriend. She just didn’t want to accept that it was over between us now, and the colder I acted, the more desperate she became. Finally, I’d stopped being civil and just tried ignoring her, but even that had seemed to fail, judging by the scene from tonight.
I growled, punching a wall as I walked. I could feel the tension in the room as I did so, the guests going quiet and the staff staring at me like I was a ticking time-bomb.
Let them fucking stare.
Everything had gone to shit once again, and I could blame no one but myself.
I should’ve been honest with Rory from the start, should’ve made it clear I wasn’t the blind date she was waiting for. But whoever this Ben dude was, he really must’ve been a douche if he’d decided to leave a girl like Rory waiting for him.
She was gorgeous, curvy, sexy and innocent at the same time. She’d mesmerized me from the other side of the room, and once she’d assumed I was her date, there was no way I was backing out. That was my ‘in’ with her; pretending to be her date for a while until she was comfortable enough around me for me to be honest. She’d looked so goddamned nervous as I approached her, and when she’d jumped up asking if I was Ben, I honestly hadn’t had the heart to say no. I couldn’t even imagine how hurt she’d look if she realized she really had been stood up like she’d obviously been so afraid of.#p#分页标题#e#
Trust Candice to fuck it all up. The one thing she was good at was making my life a living nightmare. I’d literally just been about to come clean to Rory and tell her who I really was when she’d swooped in and shit on everything like the raging bitch she was.
I couldn’t blame Rory for calling me an asshole and walking out. It hadn’t exactly looked good for me, having a psychotic shrieking girl at our table claiming that I was her boyfriend.
She’d probably been lied to and hurt one too many times in the past by douchebag guys to believe me when I said it wasn’t what it looked like, and well…I guess I was a douchebag, even though I hadn’t been lying to her about Candice not being my girlfriend. I hadn’t exactly treated women with all that much respect in the last few years, so it was no surprise that karma was biting me right in the ass now that I’d met a girl who I actually wanted to treat well. Especially seeing as I had lied to her about one thing—my identity. Goddammit. By now, she’d probably figured out that I wasn’t her real blind date, and she probably despised me even more.
“Finn!” Elijah interrupted my thoughts again, and I spun around on my heels, glaring at him. He was stocky and a head shorter than me, and right now, he was apparently really pissed at me.
“What?” I growled at him. By now, every guest in the lobby was staring at me with a mix of curiosity and fear in their eyes. A little boy in the corner of the room was looking at me, wide-eyed, and I stared him down until he burst into tears. Of course, that only served to make me feel worse.
“You’re acting like a savage, and you’re frightening the guests,” Elijah hissed at me before nervously smiling at a passing guest who’d given us a weird look. “Hello, Ms. Reynolds, lovely night, isn’t it?”
He turned back towards me, gripping his clipboard so tightly to his chest that his knuckles turned white. “Calm down, for god’s sake! We’ve removed Candice from Clancy’s, if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“I don’t give a tiny rat’s ass about Candice,” I said, steaming with anger. “In case you didn’t notice, I was with a girl when you finally busted in with your entourage. Security should’ve kicked Candice out as soon as she walked in.”
I was just getting started, and as I spoke, I could feel myself getting angrier and angrier about the whole situation.
“You know Candice isn’t allowed anywhere near here,” I said, my tone vicious. “I told you as well as security a month ago to not let her in. So what the fuck was she doing in one of the hotel restaurants?”
Elijah’s gaze changed from pure anger to nervousness. I was taller and broader than him, and I was probably scaring the hell out of him. Good. I hated people who were incompetent at their jobs.