Frank's POV
"Hello, Selene," Frank said, his voice,keeping his voice steady.
Though he didn't plan for her to see him here, he quickly masked his surprise with a sly smirk.
"Frank," Selene replied, her voice firm. The shock that had flashed across her face faded immediately,now replaced with disgust.
"Come on, Selene. There is really no need to be hostile," Frank said, his eyes trailing her shamelessly from head to toe.
From her loose, wavy brunette hair to those striking blue eyes. They had been the first thing he had noticed when he first saw her years ago,those same eyes he remembered that use to light up at the mere sight of him. Now they held something else entirely. Hate. Contempt.
But honestly, he couldn't care less.
He let his gaze drop to the peach two-piece she wore: polished, professional, and unforgiving in how perfectly it hugged her frame. She really had changed.
