Page 29 of Truths

“You could've caused me to kill your boss because of your lie. Lex talked me off that ledge more than once, and you're the reason it all happened. You made it all up in your little Evie land, and that's just a shitty thing to do on a human level. Especially when you tried to blame me.”

“Not to mention how it looks to other women who are actually put into those compromising positions,” Lex says. “I know women who have been assaulted, and women like you make itso easy for everyone to discredit them and say they're lying. All because you needed to spread lies to cover up why you were spreading your legs.”

“That was never my intention,” she says and looks at Bodie. “Please, Bodie, I love you. I thought you were dead, and to see you again... I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. Please, baby.”

Evie wraps her slender arms around his neck, and Bodie doesn't even have time to react when his eyes land on Jolie as she walks through the front door, her mouth open.

“What the fuck is this?” Jolie asks, her arms crossing under her chest. “I should've known better. God, you're not better than Justin. I see you have your blonde again.”

Fuck you, Justin!

Justin Spalding, Jolie's dead fiancé, had a bad habit of screwing other women. Specifically blondes. Something Jolie didn't find out about until after he was dead, and it's a sore subject for the curvy brunette. And it doesn't help that Bodie's keeping the secret that the heart he got to save his life came from the cheating bastard.

Bodie peels Evie off him, much to her resistance, and he runs to Jolie. He gently takes her arm and stops her. “It's not what you think.”

“Who's the brunette with the fat ass?” Evie asks.

Has she always been this catty? Or is it a new development since he's been gone?

“Jealous because she has one?” Everlee asks from beside Lex.

Both women stand, arms crossed, and staring at Bodie's ex. Evie sneers. “I have an ass.”

“If by 'ass' you mean something as flat as a crepe, sure,” she responds.

“It's always the skinny bitches with no figure who hate on women who have curves. We all know you're jealous. Jolie's hot. You're... not so much,” Lex says.

Everlee looks at Lex. “Do you envy her figure?”

“Hell yeah,” she says. “Besides the fact that my tits aren't half of what they used to be, I wish I had an ass like hers. Or yours. I'm just glad I don't have an ass like Evie's.”

“Me, too,” Colt says with a wink. “But for the record, you're a hot mama.”

She blows him a kiss and looks back at Evie. “To answer your question. That's Jolie. Bodie's girlfriend. We like her. We don't like you.”

“Your what?” Evie asks, glaring at Bodie with disgust.

“The thing you were before you weren't, you shady bitch,” Everlee says.

Lex's sass seems to be rubbing off on everyone lately, and Bodie wishes his ex had never walked in here. Jolie, however, seems to love it.

“I have never done anything to either of you!” Evie shouts to Lex and Everlee. “What's your deal with me?”

“She's the reason blondes get the rap they do. We're not allthatstupid,” Lex says.

Everlee smirks. “You hurt a man of this club. We take that shit personally, and while the men can't touch you, we sure as hell can. So, I fucking dare you to say one more thing to us, about us, or about Jolie. You're about thirty seconds away from an ass beating.”

“Evie, you need to leave,” Bodie says. “You're not going to win anything being here.”

Tears fill her eyes as she stares at him. “We have so much history. You're just going to throw it all away forher? She's not even your type.”

That annoys him, and he storms over to her. “I finally have the chance to live for the future, and while I acknowledge the part I played in the position you and I are in, we're done. I gave up on us when I thought I was dying, but you had a chance to be honest and start over. You chose to lie. But I realized something after I left you in that hotel room.”

“What's that?”

“I can't live for the future if I'm stuck in the past. And your lie proves that we wouldn't have anything solid to build off of, even if I wanted to try. I can't trust you, and I know deep down, you can't trust me. Not after what I did, and I own that. That part is all my fault.”

“Bodie-”

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