Chapter 10

I shiver from the heat his palm radiates.

"Alex, go away." I mutter, keeping my eyes closed. I hear him suck in a breath, almost as if he isn't used to being spoken to like that, rejected.

"You think I'm the type of guy to leave a girl in tears? I'm not your douche bag boyfriend."

My head snaps up to meet his eyes, he's staring at me intensely, humour twinkling in his hazel pupils. I shake my head, feeling the sudden need to defend Justin. "He's not a douche bag."

I watch, holding my breath as he raises one perfectly arched brow at me, challenging my words.

"Get in the passenger seat Hermosa."

Its my turn to raise my brow at him.

"No way, get away from my car." I shoot back, squaring up my shoulders defensively. I don't know what I'm doing, I definitely know I can't fight a guy like Alex. I watch as the corners of his lips twitch upwards into a smirk, finding amusement in my words.