Page 142 of Crew Princess
Taz clarified, “Your girlfriend. Monica.”
“I don’t have a girlfriend.”
“You banged a Monica for a couple weeks,” Blaise pointed out.
“I did?”
“Boys!” Marie yelled.
Zeke just smiled at Blaise’s mother.
Taz frowned. “She was my friend until the Monica Mutiny, her and Lila both.”
“Lila?” Zeke was still frowning.
Almost bored, Blaise reached for some water. “The girl you bangedlastnight.”
“Petite little pu—” He caught himself, flashing an apologetic look to the head of the table. “Sorry, Mrs. DeVroe.”
“Miss and…” She frowned toward her son. “Language, Blaise.”
Blaise rolled his eyes.
“Miss DeVroe.” Zeke didn’t sound put-out, though. “Lila Jamison? You know her?”
“Yeah.” Taz’s mouth snapped shut with an audible click. “She was friends with me until she decided to go mutiny with Monica, because she want...wanted my brother.”
Zeke looked at Blaise.
Taz realized her mistake. “My other brother.”
Cross tossed his cloth napkin on the table. “Fucking hell.”
“Cross,” his father warned.
Cross shoved back his seat. “I can’t. I can’t do this.”
“Where are you going?” Stephen stood up too.
Marie’s eyes went wide and concerned.
Blaise still wasn’t looking at us.
Zeke just seemed confused.
Taz blinked back tears.
And Race stood up with us.
Taz turned to him. “Race?”
“I can’t. I’m sorry.” He looked at me, his voice growing hoarse. “Not today, Taz. I’m sorry.” He nodded to Cross’ dad and Marie. “I apologize. It’s, uh… My family received bad news today. I shouldn’t—I should be with my mom, to be honest.”
“We’re going too, Dad.” Cross’ hand went to the back of my chair, and I was already pushing it back.
“Race,” I called as Cross said goodbye for both of us.
He paused at the door, waiting for me.
