(Karis's pov) Xander was leaning on his car with a relaxed deposition, he was casually smoking with the smoke dancing around him. He pinched the cigarette between his thumb and index finger, taking a long drag before exhaling slowly. His eyes narrowed at me with his shoulders relaxed, and for an instant, the word slowed to his pace. He was relaxed, giving me a casual smile like what happened earlier in the car never happened. He was not even bothered by the fact Skyler hugged me in front of him. The car park was quiet, and the gentle tapping sounds of my footsteps on the concrete floor stretched throughout the car park, worn out by tyre marks and footsteps. The scent of gasoline and oil stains waffled in the air reminding me of how dangerous Xander smoking here was. I stopped a few steps away from him, my eyes were narrowed at him. "I was not expecting you to wait for me," I mentioned. Xander's eyes were still on me; he was frighteningly calm, just like the calm
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