Elusive was overrated. Fuck mysterious. He just wished the chick would just talk to him.
He grumbled whenever he saw her. His mates tended to tease him about that. But he was so frustrated by now that he hated her.
He didn’t care. Really.
She refused to even look at him. Yet he found himself walking over to her. Even as he raved at her, she hardly seemed affected at all.
“Am I boring you?”
“No…” she said, voice barely loud enough to hear.
As he stormed off, he heard her grumble. Just like him.
His mates kept it up when he returned to their table. He shook it off, comforted by their sympathy. He wouldn’t let her get to him. Not as long as he had them.