Chapter 68

#Chapter 68

Warren

When the driver arrives Connor makes dinner and it tastes like shit. The guy sucks at cooking. I wonder what he'll do if the woman he likes doesn't know how to cook either. They'd be doomed. All the money he has sitting in his account will run out on takeouts, though at least it'll take years considering he's a millionaire himself.

We end up ordering Thai and I can't seem to eat enough. Overthinking either makes me hungry or ruins my appetite. Tonight it's the former.

Once I'm in the car with Tristan I'm still very much an emotional mess. I can't seem to stop myself from spiraling in worry. I hate how much the idea of her going on a date is bothering me.

I know for a fact I'm jealous. There's no denying that. But fuck it's been ages since I've felt like this. Like I'd kill Noah with my bare hands if he makes her feel the way I made her.