Page 20 of Better than Revenge

“What do you want, Zane?”

“I just thought you would want to know where I was last night.”

“Why the hell would I care where you were last fucking night?”

Crazy fucker.

“Oh, you’ll care.”

“So, spit it out. Where were you?”

“With your girlfriend.”

“Come again?”

“I was with Tamsin last night, dude. She let me stay the night at her place. And I mean ALL night.”

“You must have been fucking lonely as shit sitting in her apartment all alone.”

“Oh, I wasn’t alone, dumb ass. I was hitting it all night. Seems like your girl is playing you, my man.”

I really need to address the fact that I am not his man. At all. But I swear all I can do is laugh.

“Why are you laughing? What’s funny about this? I just told you Tamsin is cheating on you with me and all you can do is laugh?”

“Yeah, that’s all I can do. Because you are a fucking idiot. You don’t even realize how big of a fucking moron you’ve made yourself, do you? Which is even funnier.”

“What do you mean?”

“Because Tamsin isn’t -and wasn’t- at her apartment last night, ‘my man’.” I use his words back on him. “She was here with me.”

“You think I’m going to believe Tamsin fucking Fairchild is here with you and has been all night long.”

Just at that moment, my girl comes to stand at the handrail of the loft bedroom she’s been sleeping in.

“Levi? Who are you…?”

She sees who I am talking to immediately and there can be no doubt in even the stupidest shit’s mind. She’s got my sheet wrapped around her body with one bare shoulder showing, her hair is circling her head like a halo that screams ‘I got fucked last night’ and her neck has my mark - on both sides. She looks good and fucked.

“What the hell, Tamsin? Did you fuck him?”

“Watch your fucking mouth, you…!”

“You…fucked him but not me?”

I can already tell Tamsin isn’t in the right head space for his shit today. I push him back through the door and shut it right in his face. Would I love to beat his fucking face in? Yeah. But she doesn’t need that right now. I make sure the door is locked before I take the steps up to her two at a time.

“You alright, kitten?”

“I…,” she nods but doesn’t finish what she was about to say.

“You what, baby?” I bend so I can better look into her eyes.

“I thought…you had company.”

“Company?” Who the hell did she think was at my door?

“I should go home.”

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