Page 26 of Truth Or Dare
Tiffany ignores Grayson’s comment, her attention fully on Chris as she checks him out, running her tongue over her teeth.
I’m going to be sick.
“Did your boyfriend break up with you again, and you want to make him jealous?” I say, narrowing my eyes at her. “Is that why you’re acting so desperate?”
She gives me a sly look, reaching for her phone. “You seem like you could use some new friends,” she says, a smirk on her lips as she glances at Chris. “How about I give you my number, and we can hang out sometime?”
I hate this. I hate it so damn much. When he was in London, I could pretend he wasn’t with anyone, that he wasn’t kissing or touching anyone. But now he’s here, and there’s a girl right in front of him who’s clearly very interested in him. And I can’t do anything about it.
He’s my best friend.
That’s all.
Even if I’m in love with him, all we are is best friends, and I can’t do anything to change that. If he wants to date this vulture, then who am I to stop him?
He turns around, meeting my eyes, and I try to tell him my feelings through my eyes.
Please, don’t date her.
Don’t give her your number.
Please.
Don’t break my heart.
Even though Chris knows me inside out, he can’t read my mind. I swallow hard, feeling my heart sink as I watch him turn around and focus on Tiffany.
I can’t do this. I can’t watch him flirt and date and—
“I’m good,” Chris says, making my head snap up.
“What?” Tiffany’s voice breaks the silence, confusion evident in her tone.
“I don’t want your number,” Chris replies firmly.
My shoulders drop with relief, and I smile as I keep my eyes on the back of his head.
“Are you kidding?” Tiffany says with a scowl. “You don’t want my number?”
“Are you deaf?” Aiden snaps, scowling at her. “He said he’s not interested. So why don’t you get the hell out of here and leave us alone?”
Tiffany glares at Aiden, jutting out her hip as she places her hand on it. “Where’s your girlfriend?” she asks. “Off with another guy again?” She lets out a mocking laugh. “Wouldn’t surprise me. I always knew she was a slut.”
“Call my girlfriend a slut one more time,” Aiden challenges, stepping right in front of her. “I dare you.”
“Or what?” she retorts, arching a brow. “What are you going to do about it?”
“I can’t do anything,” Aiden says, his jaw clenched as he looks down at her. “But she can.” He gestures to me with a lift of his chin.
Hell yes. Let me beat this bitch up.
I grin, rising from the couch to stand beside Aiden.
“I only said the truth,” she sneers, shooting me a smug look as she sizes me up. “You know what they say. The company you keep...”
My blood boils. God, I want to punch her so badly. I press my lips together, lifting a hand to wipe my eyes with my middle finger. “I’m shaking with tears,” I say, my voice dripping in sarcasm. “Now get out of here before you lose a tooth today.”
“Bitch,” she mutters, flipping her bob over her shoulder as she walks away.
