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“I already committed to D.J.’s party,” Maddox answered.
I nodded my head. “Me, too.”
“I’m…my best friend, Eden, is throwing a party, so I’ll be with her,” Lake answered, and I could feel my back snap.
I looked over at her. “You didn’t tell me Eden was throwing a party.”
“You didn’t ask,” she retorted. “Besides, sounds like you’re already busy anyway.”
“Yeah, going to a party you were going to go to with me,” I shot back.
Lake cocked her head at me, apparently no longer intimidated by my parents. “Well, then, I guess there’s been a change of plans.”
“I can’t get out of this party,” I informed her.
“And neither can I,” she replied.
I glanced at my family, who were positively riveted with our little exchange, then looked back at Lake. “We’ll talk about this later.”
“Yeah, because that’ll change something,” she deadpanned.
“Awe, young love,” Mad laughed.
Chapter 28
Lake~
The fact that they had turned out to seem like normal people hadn’t helped with the simmer of adrenaline that was still messing with me.
I just met freakin’ Ramsey Reed Sr. and his wife, Emerson Reed, and the significance of that wasn’t lost on me. Not to mention how Maddox had joined in, also. Not an hour ago, I had lunch with the entire Reed Family, and it hadn’t been horrible. Well, other than the initial introduction where I thought Mrs. Reed was going to throw me out of her lovely home. Other than that, it hadn’t been too terrible.
And now, we were back in Ramsey’s bedroom, where I so did not want to be. His parents were home, and this just seemed highly inappropriate, even if I was sitting on the bed while Ramsey was sitting in his desk chair, giving me the evil-eye.
“Shouldn’t we be…in the living room or something?” I asked. The last thing I needed Mr. and Mrs. Reed to think was that their son’s girlfriend was a hussy. And as much as it still seemed unreal, Ramsey was adamant that I was his girlfriend.
Ramsey leaned forward in his chair and clasped his hands in front of him. “So, Eden’s party…”
I shook my head at him. “Don’t start, Ramsey. This is a big deal for her,” I told him. “It’s the first time her parents are letting her have an unchaperoned party, and I promised I was going to help her with it.” I was not going to let him take this away from Eden.
He regarded me a bit before asking, “What are your costumes?”
Our costumes weren’t scandalous by half, but they did fall under the sexy category. “Eden’s dressing up as a Fed-Ex delivery driver, and I’m dressing up as a UPS delivery driver.”
“Got any pictures on your phone?”
Of course, I had pictures on my phone. Eden and I had done a complete photoshoot when we’d gotten the costumes. And it really was on the tip of my tongue to refuse him, but I quickly recalled how he’s been hacking into my phone and social media accounts. He was going to see the pictures one way or the other, so I unlocked my, found a picture with the both of us in it, and held it out in my hand.
Instead of standing up, he rolled his chair over and took the phone from my hand. His brown gaze took in the picture, and a tick in his jaw was his only reaction.
At first.
Handing me my phone back, Ramsey said, “Absolutely fucking not.”
“Don’t start with me, Ramsey,” I practically hissed. “Our plans were made way before I ever met you.”
“So, if I’d already made plans to fuck some random girl in Port Lucia before we met, then it’s cool for me to keep with my previous plans?” he challenged.
I couldn’t deny the painful thump in my chest at the idea of Ramsey with other girls, but I wasn’t going to back down. It wasn’t the same thing, and he knew it. He was just trying to manipulate a win out of this, and I refuse to let him.
