Page 18 of Don't Make Me Beg

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She holds up her hands in defense. “Okay… Jeez. I won’t go up there.” She crosses her arms over her chest, her heated stare meeting my gaze.

I notice the slightest tremble in her chin, but she bites the inside of her bottom lip to fight it off. She’s acting tough, but I know it’s all for show, and I almost start to feel sorry for her… But then I remember the sting of her betrayal, how devastated I was when I learned she’d just moved on with her life, leaving me to deal with the mess she made. And any pity I had for her instantly vanishes.

I clench my jaw and nod. “Good.”

Then, without another word, I spin on my heels and make my way upstairs, putting as much space between us as possible.

What the fuck am I doing?

Before I can talk myself out of it, I’m pulling out my phone to text the only person who could actually understand me right now.

Are you up?

Jett

I am now

What’s going on? Please tell me you’re not in trouble again…

No. Nothing like that

Jett

Then what the hell do you want? I’ve got six hours before I’ve got to be up

I need some advice

Jett

Seriously? What, are Roman and Guy too busy or something?

No. I wanted your opinion on something

Jett

That’s a first

Is this about Scout?

Yes

Jett

Of course it is.

It’s a bad idea, bro. Save yourself the heartache now and WALK AWAY!

I can’t exactly do that, considering I offered to let her stay with me…

Jett

Why the fuck would you do that?

I don’t know. Moment of weakness, I guess.

Jett

Pussy

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