Chapter 63

Colin froze for a moment, clearly not expecting someone so pretty to have such a foul temper. Still, he kept his tone pleasant. "I noticed your skirt is torn, and you're not wearing a jacket. If you'd like, I can lend you mine." As he spoke, he took off his coat and held it out to her. Rohana looked down and finally noticed that her short skirt had ripped badly during the fall, exposing way too much. Her expression stiffened. She shot Colin a furious glare. "Turn around. Look at me one more time and I'll gouge out your damn eyes." Colin quickly turned his back to her but kept his hand extended with the jacket. Rohana grabbed the coat without a word, tied it around her waist, and stormed back into the club without so much as a glance at him. … When Rohana returned to the private room, Sheila looked up, concerned. "Rohana, are you okay?" Rohana waved her off, clearly irritated. "Forget it." Sheila's eyes flickered with disappointment, but it passed quickly. Even Miguel, si