Chapter 17: Chapter 17: A New Understanding

Cynthia POV

The last thing I expected was to see Sinacore at the restaurant, but there he was, standing beside me, my hand in his. His eyes looked at me like I was the greatest thing since vanilla ice cream.

“We were supposed to meet up after my practice,” he said with a calm voice, but also loud enough for the whole table to hear. “Sorry I’m late, Cynthia.”

I turned back to the girls from the school union just in time to see their stunned expressions. The man they had talked so much crap about a minute ago was standing right there in front of them.

One of the girls, probably seeing this as an opportunity, quickly and shamelessly adjusted her cleavage before stretching out a hand to greet Sinacore. "Finally nice to meet you, Mr. Williams. Cynthia here was just telling us about you, isn't that right, ladies?"

The other girls at the table mumbled their agreements, but they were all in sought of a trance-like state as they stared at Sinacore.