Page 24 of Rejected Pretend Mate

I bit hard onto my cheek, and Laura quickly elbowed Miles. "Miles, read the room."

Quickly realizing what he said, he frowned. "Shit, sorry. I mean…it took him a while to get to you. We've all done it. I know that Lucas racked up a long ass list."

Laura sighed heavily. "Sweetie, go grab me something to drink. You've done the damage."

He didn't argue as he handed his pool stick to Laura and looked almost pleased to leave the conversation. Laura looked at me. "Sorry about him. Miles jokes a lot. He didn't mean anything by it."

I waved it off, acting like it didn't bother me, but it did. It bothered me a lot. Was I just another person for Weslie? Had he gotten bored of me like all the others and moved on? Was he still seeing people?

"I need some water," I said, looking at Weslie. "Can you go grab me a glass?"

"Sure." He handed me his pool stick and walked after where Miles was headed. Sandy at the bar was helping Miles, and as her eyes landed on Weslie, they seemed to light up. I knew I must have been seeing it wrong. The lighting was shit in here.

"Don't take Miles's words to heart. All the guys were horn dogs before they got married."

"It's fine," I said, forcing a smile. It was all fake, after all. It should be bothering me. So why was it?

I watched as Weslie leaned onto the counter and Sandy leaned onto it as well. She smiled happily at him as they spoke. She played with her hair, and her breasts were practically out on display for him.

My heart sank when I realized she was flirting with him. She patted his arm, laughing, and Weslie seemed oblivious to it.

What pissed me off was just a few minutes ago, she was congratulating me, and now she was flirting.

Laura looked where I was staring and frowned. "Oh, Sandy."

"You know her?" I asked, suddenly wanting to know what she knew.

She nodded. "One of his exes. I wouldn't worry about her, though."

"How do you know they dated? She told me they didn't."

"I wouldn't call it dating. Miles and I have come here a few times. Doesn't take a genius to figure out why they both disappear for half an hour."

Even as she said the words, they seemed serious. Sandy laughed, and as she leaned over, I could see the lust. She wanted him, and I didn't need to watch.

"I'm going to go get some air. I think my drinks are catching up to me." It was a lie, but it was one I could use. I needed to get out and get some air.

"You want me to come with you? Or I can grab Riley for you?"

"No," I said, shaking my head. "I'll be back." Another lie.

I turned, heading for the door. I didn't need to watch Weslie with Sandy. I didn't want to see all the other happy couples. And I didn't want to continue feeling this jealous anymore.

Chapter 10 - Weslie

"Oh please, you did not," Sandy waved her hands up, shaking her head. "Tell Miles he's full of shit. You did not do that."

I shrugged as Miles laughed. "I did, though. I scared the ever-living shit out of this man."

"Weslie," Sandy patted her hand on mine. "Tell him he's full of shit."

I pulled my hand back, glancing at Miles for a moment before looking back at her. "I wish to say he is, but he isn't."

I turned, looking over my shoulder toward where Laura and April had been, but April was no longer there. I stood up a little straighter, scanning the crowded room for her. I looked back at our table, but she wasn't there. Everyone else was still eating and chatting about.

Where the fuck did she go? She was there just a minute ago.

I then spotted back hair going out the back door, the door shutting behind her.

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