The dude was about the same height as me, a bit of a pretty boy, and definitely not lacking confidence. My hands fisted at my side, and I shoved them in my pockets to hide my irritation. Of course the guy liked her. She was gorgeous and sweet, and there wasn’t anything not to like about Ashlan Thomas. He looked to be around her age, obviously very successful, and probably came with zero baggage. This was the kind of dude she should be dating. That I should want her to date.
