Chapter 90

Mabel POV

The level of disrespect was through the roof. I wanted to stride to her and land a brain-resetting slap across her face.

But I wasn't about to wrestle with pigs— both would get dirty and they'd enjoy it.

“Let me handle my trash, sweetheart,” Alec whispered. He looped an arm around my waist and kissed me deeply.

Angelina's gasps echoed across the parking lot.

I glanced at her and she was sulking. With a groan, she turned and stomped into the building.

“See? Problem solved,” Alec murmured with a smile.

I beamed. “You do realize you’ve just ruined her entire week, right?"

“She deserved it.”

“Totally.”

We kissed again. T