84. Puppy Eyes

**84. Puppy Eyes**

***Maeve Thorne***

"Weren't you gonna take me out for a dinner date?"

I hear the smug voice of a liar. A high-grade fucking liar.

I turn around slowly but deadly at him, he is wearing a smooth black shirt and dark blue loose jeans, his hair is wet and roughly set back.

The first three buttons of his shirt are open and showing his well-built chest with little hair on them. *Do