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My chin jutted out and my hands found their way to Melissa’s thighs. “No,” I replied, making sure my face and voice were void of any emotion, whatsoever.
“Are you drunk?” she asked, her eyes narrowing a bit.
“Not even close,” I answered, which was true. Delaney’s appearance sobered up whatever little buzz I had going.
“Deke, I can expl-”
I laughed, and it wasn’t a friendly laugh either. “Delaney, there’s nothing to explain,” I assured her. “A picture’s worth a thousand words, right?”
Her brown eyes stared deeply into my green ones for a few tense seconds before she pulled a new-looking phone from her back pocket, fiddled with the screen, aimed it at me and Melissa, and snapped a picture. I watched as her fingers dance across the screen, presumably saving the photo.
“What the fuck did you take that for?” I asked, my voice faltering a bit and letting the rage peek through.
Delaney lifted her chin before saying, “Because you’re right. Because when you…when you find out you were wrong and call me to beg for forgiveness, that’s the first thing I’ll see. I’ll see that picture behind the phone ringing, and it’ll remind me not to answer your call.”
Now that the rage had seeped through in my voice, it was hard to rein it all back in. My hands slid from the outside of Melissa’s thighs to in the inside, and since she was wearing shorts, my hands were splayed across her soft skin. “You’re out of your mind if you think I’m going to call you for anything when I havethisavailable to me.”
I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, but Delaney giving me a tight nod and walking away from me wasn’t it.
However, she wasn’t going to get off that easily.
Chapter 32
Delaney~
The pain was just like they sing about in sad love songs.
It was…consuming.
Deke hadn’t even given me a chance to explain before moving on to another girl. Well, I guess going back to another girl would be more accurate. After all, he’s had Melissa before.
I knew he was going to be pissed, but I really believed he’d hear me out first before appointing himself judge, jury, and executioner.
I believed he loved me.
And, Christ, I didn’t need that stupid picture of him and Melissa on my phone. I knew I’d never get the image of her on his lap with his hands wrapped around her thighs out of my headever.
When my plane had been getting ready to land, I had texted Ava, and true to her word, she had met me at the airport. As soon as I told her Deke wasn’t answering any of my texts or messages, she told me there was a party at the cove, and suggested we try there first. The only messaged I had received was from my Dad asking me what the hell I was thinking.
I ignored it.
Ava had driven like a bat out of hell to get back to Sands Cove, and when we got to the cove, I had never imagined I find Deke with another girl.
I pictured drunk. I pictured furious. I even pictured drugs.
I never pictured another girl.
And out of all the girls he could have been with, why did it have to be Melissa? I already had a mental picture of them together from that first night, I didn’t need a reminder of…how good they were together.
The second my eyes locked onto his hands squeezing her thighs, I knew I wasn’t strong enough to do this. I turned and fled like a coward.
Too bad I didn’t get far.
Ava had been right next to me storming off back towards her car, but I was pulled up short from my left side by a hard, masculine hand. Deke whirled me around to face him, and in that move, I noticed the entire party had stopped what they were doing to witness the showdown between Deke Marlow and mousy, little Delaney Martin.
Deke bore down on me and gone was the impassive mask he had on. He looked murderous and a part of me felt vindicated at his loss of control. Of course, that came to a quick halt with the words he spewed next. “You think just because your pussy was unused that it’s special or something?” he taunted viciously. “You think that just because you let me use you up like a desperate whore, I’ll come running back to you when Reynolds is busy with a better,experiencedcunt?”
“Deke!” Roselyn cried, but I didn’t know why she bothered. It’s not like she didn’t already know that Ramsey, Liam, and Deke were fallen angels.
