"Well, bad news. I'm going out with Jonas and you can't stop me." Myra fired back at him, and brushed past, making her way to the door.
Her strawberry perfume wafted through his nose, making him less angry. "I'm making some pancakes, at least have breakfast before you leave." Kevin tried to coax her.
"No, thanks," Myra replied and got out, leaving him standing there with a scowl on his face.
Kevin clenched his teeth in anger, his mind racing to all sorts of things she would be up to with that blockhead.
When he set his eyes on Myra earlier, he was quite amazed because she put in extra effort to look pretty.
Now that he realized it was all for Jonas, his chest tightened.
Last night, she told him they were just friends but what if she had secret feelings for him?
Why else would she defy his orders and even dress up so prettily and smell nicely for Jonas?
Something she had never done when going out with him.