Chapter 26

Ciara’s POV

I felt a hand on my shoulder, caressing it way down to the side of my waist.

No doubt that it’s Brian.

I was mad. Furious was an understatement. He ruined my night and has the guts to touch me? I forcefully pulled his hands off my body as I lay there awaiting his next move.

“Ciara, I’m hungry,” he told me, but I pretended to be asleep. Hoping he would just leave me alone.

“Ciara?” he called again, this time burying his face in my arm. What did I do to this guy?

“There’s some food in the fridge, make something for yourself. I’m tired,” I told him, still not moving from my position.

“Please, don’t be mad at me. I’m sorry,” he begged. His voice so sincere. I felt the urge to look at him but refrained myself from doing so.

“You won’t talk to me?” he asked again. “Alright, I’ll make something to eat.”

“Better,” I replied before he opened the door and slammed it hard. I almost jumped out of my skin. He won’t learn if he doe