The way Gael called Angela's name in almost every sentence made her shiver. It sounded so intimate and sexy that one would think they were very close. He had a smug look on his face, looking so arrogant in his form as though he had won over her. She hated it. Arching her brow at him and crossing her arms, her condescending look only made him chuckle.
He knew he was getting in her nerves and he didn't know why, but he found it very interesting — he had the urge to keep on pushing her buttons. And because he couldn't help himself, he shot her a daring smile and a wink as he leaned against the partition wall and raised his beer bottle at her before taking a swig.
"Ugh!" Angela huffed and stomped her way back into her suite, sliding the glass door shut a little too harshly that it wobbled.
She couldn't stay in that room! Even if they were going to go back to Esmea on Monday morning, there was just no way that she would want to be neighbors with that man!
