"What are you even talking about? I met you one time. When did I ever become your girlfriend?"
The two security guards froze where they stood, too startled to step in.
Sebastian's eyes went wide—then, a second later, he slapped a hand over his heart like he'd taken a knife to the chest.
"Ava, what did you just say? You're dumping me?"
His eyes even went a little red at the rims. "Fine, maybe I came on too strong. But isn't that because I care too damn much?"
Before I could react, he'd already seized my wrist.
"Ava, I'm a grown man who lowered himself to come find you. What the hell else do you want from me? Or is it just that I'm not rich enough for a girl like you?"
"I don't even mind you bought a place before the wedding! Your temper? I can live with it! I'm willing to marry you—give you a real home. You should be thanking your lucky stars!"
I tried to wrench free, horrified, but he yanked me straight into his chest. The reek of stale sweat slammed into my face.
The two guards finally decided to move.
They stepped forward and pried us apart, but their eyes crawled over my body with a look that had nothing professional about it.