“Ready for our date, girlfriend?” His smug tone snaps me out of my stupor. When I meet his whiskey-colored eyes, he cocks a brow and a breathtaking smile stretches across his face. Pull yourself together! “Date?” “Have you already forgotten about our date? About me?” TJ places a hand on his chest, feigning disappointment. “Does she do this often?” he asks the girls, though his attention is solely on me, and I’m sure they’re not paying attention to me as they’re too busy talking to his friends. “Do what?” I ask him. “Break hearts.”
