Page 41 of One Good Crash

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But he hadn't.

He hadn't even thought to return my stuff.

No. Instead, he'd let me linger there, alone and uninvited, for hours, all the while being hounded by the Ginger from Hell.

I was so lost in my own anger and indecision that it took me a moment to realize they were talking aboutme.

"Oh yeah?" Jax was saying. "Then where the hell is she?"

Jaden's voice, sounding annoyingly calm, replied, "Why are you askingme?I was withyou."

"Fuck."

"Dude, what did you expect? You were gone like six hours."

Yes. Exactly.

"What do I expect?" Jax made a hard, scoffing sound. "I expect people to do their fucking jobs."

"Yeah? Well, if you're talking about Morgan, good luck with that."

"Meaning?"

"Meaning she's not worth the trouble. Why'd you fuck her?"

I felt my jaw clench.Morgan? Morgan who?Wasthatwhere he'd been? Screwing someone named Morgan?

Jax replied, "Because I’m a dumb-ass. That's why."

"Hey, you said it, not me."

"Forget Morgan," Jax said. "Where the hell is Cassidy?"

"I don't know. Just like I didn't know the other ten times you asked."

"Shit. She was supposed to wait."

"Yeah. And you were supposed to be right back. Looks to me like you're even."

If I were sitting up, I might've nodded.Yeah, you tell him, Jaden.Suddenly, the guy was making a lot of sense.Go figure.

When Jax made no reply, Jaden continued. "My guess? She's fucking someone else."

I sat up.What?

No wonder I didn't like him.

Jax replied. "No. That's not her."

"Yeah?" Jaden's tone grew sarcastic. "Well, it's adorable you think so."

"Hey, I know what I know."

"Oh come on, you heard what Morgan said. She left with a better offer."

At this, my mouth fell open.A better offer? What did that mean?

Jax was saying, "OrmaybeMorgan's full of shit."

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