Page 129 of Love Undiscovered
“Apparently Chance had a bet with Alex that he could fuck me and date me.”
His eyes widen. “He told you?”
My eyes narrow. “So you did know?” My tears dry up as my body refills with fury. There was a small part of me that was holding out hope that maybe Brad didn’t really know. It seems dumb now that I think about it. Why would Chance lie about that?
“Uh...” Brad sets the phone down, so now all I can see is the ceiling.
“Brad?”
He doesn’t answer, but I can hear him in the background, “Rem’s on the phone, baby. I think you need to talk to her. Don’t be mad at me.”
“Is she okay? Why would I be mad at you?” Kat’s head appears in the screen. “Hey sweetie, you okay?”
“No! Did you know that Chance had a bet with Alex that he could fuck me?”
“Are you kidding?”
“No. And Brad knew about it.”
“What?” She turns, pointing the phone in his direction, so Brad is now on video as well. To his credit, he looks guilty as hell.
“You said you wouldn’t be mad,” he said.
“No, you asked me not to be mad. I never responded. You better tell us how you know, and why you didn’t warn us, or I’ll have your balls in a—”
“Ok! I overheard them talking. He said it wasn’t as bad as it sounded. And that he liked Remi. I didn’t want to get in the middle. He seemed sincere.” He starts listing off excuses as to why he didn’t say anything.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Kat sounds more hurt than angry.
He shrugs. “Bro code.”
“Bro code? Are you fucking kidding me?” Kat asks. “He’s not your bro. There’s no code there. He’s just a guy. You aren’t even friends. Your loyalty is to me. And to my girls. For fuck’s sake, Brad. What the hell is wrong with you?”
“Well, you guys had a bet—”
“You told him we had a bet?” I ask Kat. “So much for loyalty.”
“That’s not fair,” Kat says. “I tell him everything. I have to.”
“Clearly THAT doesn’t go both ways in your relationship. You both piss me off,” I say.
“CLEARLY,” Kat says.
“I’m sorry, Remi,” Brad says. “I didn’t want to get in the middle of anything, and—”
“Well you’re in the middle now,” I tell him.
“I get it, I get it. How can I help?” he asks.
“You can go away for a few hours,” Kat says.
“What?” Brad and I both ask at the same time.
“Go away. For a while. Remi and I are going to talk shit and make voodoo dolls of you and Bauer.”
“Why do I have to go away? Why can’t you go to Remi’s?” Brad asks. I’m glad he asks because I was wondering the same thing. I kind of don’t want to leave my house.
“Because I’m pretty sure I’m mad at you. And I don’t want to look at your face right now. But I also want to go in the hot tub, and Remi doesn’t have one.”
