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“People saw us together. They know what a fool I am. Logan gave Nikki that stupid video he made of us, and everyone saw it.”

“I know. It’s going to be OK though.” He rocked me in his arms sounding like he truly believed it.

A fresh wave of tears came over me as Noah swore softly.

“Fuck ‘em, Grace. You don’t need him. Back row forever. I’ll poke his eyes out with my drumsticks.”

Any other time I would’ve laughed at that but this time all I wanted to do was curl up into a tight ball and fade away to a time before I ever knew Logan Walker.

CHAPTER44

Logan

Istared down at my phone, feeling numb inside. I’d called Grace no less than fifty times the night of the party, but she hadn’t answered. Now, I was sitting outside her house in my Jeep staring at it like a fucking stalker who needed his ass kicked.

She wouldn’t speak to me. Hell, even Lana had told me to fuck off when I’d called her in a desperate attempt to get her to talk to Grace for me.

And Noah?Forget it. He swore to kick my dick in if I even approached Grace.Did I believe he could?

Maybe. I knew for certain he was serious though, so I wasn’t about to risk it.

I hadn’t slept with Nikki in her room. The moment she started to pull my dick out, I leaped from the bed and rushed out. She’d cursed after me and swore to take my ass down.

Did I think it was going to be right then?Not like that. The thought of her making a fucking video yearbook of my douchebaggery never even crossed my mind. It had been her plan all along. She didn’t just throw that together after I left her room. And I assumed she’d gotten the video of me and Grace the day she cornered me in the bathroom and had my phone.And the playbook?It had gone missing from my backpack, so she’d taken that too, and I’d been none the wiser.

I guess a part of me knew Nikki wouldn’t stop. My stomach was so twisted with nausea as she kissed on me that I couldn’t take it. My heart hurt at the thought of Grace finding out I’d betrayed her, that I’d hurt her. So I’d decided to man up and tell her the truth about the bet in the playbook.

A little too late though.

All I could think about was Grace’s lips on mine as Nikki kissed me. It was Grace’s hands on my body as Nikki touched me. And it was Grace’s name in my heart prompting me to rush out of Nikki’s room to find my girl and make things right. Lay my sins at her feet and beg her to forgive me.

But it hadn’t gone to plan, and now I was staring down at my newest message to her.

Me:Please talk to me, baby. I fucked up. I just need a chance to explain it to you. I didn’t sleep with Nikki. She kissed me. And I made some bad choices, but they were with good intentions. I’m so sorry and will do anything if you just give me a chance to explain it all to you in person. I need you, Gracie. Please.

I hit send on the message and waited for the familiar beep of a return message, but nothing happened. And nothing kept happening for thirty more minutes. I finally had to pull away and go home to try to get some homework done.

I’d try again tomorrow and hope she’d give me a chance. Not like I deserved one.

* * *

On Monday morning, I eagerly swept into school and went straight to Grace’s locker to see her. I watched as people snickered at me as they strolled past, some guys even trying to high-five me for nailing two hot chicks.

“Is it true you really fucked both NikkiandGrace on Saturday?” Jason asked as he leaned against the locker beside Grace’s.

“No,” I muttered.

“Man, that’s what everyone is saying. That video is making its rounds,” Dax said. “Everyone is saying you and Nikki are back together now.”

“They’re also saying you’re an asshole who went too far,” Ryan cut in as he approached.

I swallowed. “None of it’s true, except that last one.

Ryan nodded. “I agree with that.”

I sighed. “Where’s Grace? Have you seen her?”

“Lana said she’s not coming today, so you can stop stalking her locker.”

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