Dave's POV
I stood in front of Rosalyn's room door. I knew that I needed to be at the club soon so that I could see who the special guest was, but we needed to talk.
I knocked hard on the room door. I heard her firm footsteps approaching. "Who wants to…." She paused at the sight of me.
"Hi." Was all that I could muster, she looked so beautiful and messy at the same time.
She folded her arms and it made my eyes shift to the chest. She then cleared her throat. "My eyes are on your face, so should yours be on mine."
"Sorry, I can't take my eyes off you."
"What made you come here, Dave? You're supposed to be with my brother, not with me."
"I've missed you so much, I can't continue to pretend like you don't exist. I'm so sorry about hurting you constantly, it's not my intention."
