Page 433 of His Virgin Romance Series

“The fucking bastard,” I said to myself through gritted teeth.

I stalked over to my table, trying to be as visible as possible so that either Gregory or Brie would notice me enter, but neither one so much as turned their head in my direction. In fact, it looked like Gregory was utterly absorbed in Brie and vice versa. She kept laughing and touching his arm as though he were the most interesting man on the planet.

I, for one, just wanted to walk up to him and choke him. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to do that before or after I kicked him out of my resort.

I sat down at my table, but my appetite had completely disappeared. When Kani appeared before me with the menu, blocking Brie and Gregory from my line of vision, I all but bit his head off. He scurried off looking confused and frightened, and I felt like a complete asshole.

“Shit, this is not good,” I muttered to myself.

I couldn’t quite believe that Brie was on a date with Gregory. I remembered all the questions Gregory had aimed at me about Brie. Now, I realized that he had an ulterior motive the whole time. I was a fool for not having caught it sooner.

I was more than a little surprised with Brie, too. Gone was the shy young girl I had first met ten years ago. She had blossomed into a woman—and a confident one at that. It was obvious that men were lining up for her, and she was taking full advantage of that fact.

I ended up ordering a couple of appetizers because I didn’t think I could stomach an entire main, but I kept twisting and turning in my seat, trying to see what Brie and Gregory were up to. Every time she smiled at him, I wanted to throw something. Every time he touched her, I wanted to walk over to him and punch him in the face. I knew I was being juvenile and petty and completely irrational, but my feelings were completely unhinged from reason, and I couldn’t seem to rein them back in.

When my starters arrived at the table, I stabbed at the ravioli angrily until I realized that I was imagining Gregory’s face. The sound of Brie’s laughter had me turning back in their direction again. This time, I snapped. Before I could check myself, I was walking towards the table where Brie and Gregory were sitting.

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