"I was looking for you for so long. Why didn't you look for me, too? And why the hell were you talking to Fabio, of all people?" Vincenzo rapid fired questions at Sofia as soon as he had dragged her to a balcony on the floor above, overlooking the parking lot.
Sofia couldn't help but scoff. "Looking for me? Where? Down Mia's throat?"
Vincenzo's expression blanched at her words before he let out a breath of frustration. "You saw that."
Was he for real? Based on that statement, he obviously hadn't meant for her to see that.
What was he thinking, then? That he could kiss another girl while she wasn't at the party and then do the same to her when she arrived?
She was so done with him and his antics. He said something and then did something completely different later. She didn't even want to have this conversation. Not now. Not ever.
Not even bothering to say anything, she spun around, ready to leave, but a hand on her arm stopped her short.
