JAMES POV

Trying to love her was like getting your heart into a merry-go-round.

I watched her as she swayed, walking away from where I was, it was obvious she was hiding something.

A part of me wanted to believe it was just a part of her mind playing tricks on what looked to her conscience.

Or what else could explain the fact that she couldn't just stand in here and defend herself?

In annoyance at the entire situation, my eyes had narrowed slightly looking out of the window to the night.

I couldn't help but imagine the fact that I had left in the middle of dinner to race...