Page 22 of Crash and Burn
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Marley
With Rascalin Colorado for the weekend and Ruger out for the day, it’s been a relaxing weekend. It’s been chill around the clubhouse with everyone keeping to themselves. Tink and Sienna have spent all day with me. The more I get to know Sienna, the more I like her. Her Ol’ Man, Shade, is in Colorado, too. She’s staying at the clubhouse while he’s gone, so she doesn’t have to be by herself.
Some shit happened to her earlier this year, and she told me she hasn’t been a fan of staying by herself since. Turns out, she and I have some things in common.
“Why did you tell me about what happened to you when you barely know me,” I ask her.
“I can’t put my finger on it, but there’s something about you that reminds me of myself. Maybe it’s a certain gleam in your eye, I don’t know. I felt like it was something you needed to know. In case you need someone you can trust to unload whatever is causing you sorrow,” she explains to me.
I give her a grateful smile. “I appreciate that. Thank you.”
“Anytime.”
I text Blaze earlier today, asking him to give Rascal my tapestry I left there. He told me if I wanted anything, I had to ask Rascal. I texted him, and he didn’t even believe it was me at first. Why anyone would pretend to be me to text him is beyond me. He’s kept the conversation going as if he actually wants to talk to me, and honestly, I’m actually enjoying it.
“Why are you cheesin’ so much?” Tink grins at me.
“Have you been texting Ruger,” Sienna asks.
“What? No.” I shake my head. Ruger has been more annoying than anything this week. “It’s nothing.”
“Doesn’t look like nothing,” Sienna smirks.
“Hmm, she’s probably texting Rascal,” Tink says.
“I thought she hated him?” Sienna’s eyes go from Tink’s to mine. “I thought you hated him?”
“He’s an arrogant asshole whose main purpose in life is to annoy the hell out of me. Yes, I hate him.”
“But you’re texting him,” Sienna asks.
“I didn’t say that.”
“But she is,” Tink smirks.
“I am, but only because I need him to bring me back something that I left in Colorado,” I admit. What I don’t tell them is we’ve been flirting all day. Or that I like it.
“Mhm, I’m sure that’s it.” She giggles. Her giggles stop abruptly as Hollywood walks into the main room. She averts her eyes anywhere but where he is.
“What’s the story there?” I whisper.
“Nothing,” Tink says too quickly.
I scoff. “Yeah, okay.”
“She has two gorgeous men pining after her and she constantly denies them both,” Sienna explains.
“Oh.” Then it hits me. “Oh! We talked about this. I didn’t knowhewas one of the two,” I whisper-shout at Tink.
Her cheeks turn pink.
“Now, I need to know who the other one is,” I tell her.
“It doesn’t matter. I’m not choosing either of them,” she says.
“It’s Diesel,” Sienna whispers.
