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“I want to talk to you! I never said you could walk away from me, Hellion.”
I spin back around and face him for the final time, tears pooling, no matter how hard I fight them back. “You didn’t need to, Tommy. Because I just fucking did.”
CHAPTER ELEVEN
TOMMY
Unknown Number
So, last night, this really weird thing happened. My friend left the bar without saying goodbye, which is completely out of character. While she keeps telling me she’s fine, I know her well enough to guess that she is far from okay. I also think that you had something to do with her sharp exit.
Unknown Number
This is Darcy, BTW. I got your number from my husband’s phone.
I pause my spin session and read through the text I just received on my new iPhone.
Me
Were you expecting a response to this? Because all I see is a bunch of statements, no questions.
Me
Hi, BTW, Darcy. I hope you’re having a great day.
If three little dots could look furious, I’m pretty sure that’s exactly what I’m witnessing right now as they frantically pop up and disappear while she types out a response.
Unknown Number
I guessed you would reply with that. Nothing is ever your fault, is it?
Abandoning my workout session altogether, I jump down from my spin bike and head for the water cooler set at the back of my home gym, refilling my water bottle as I chew over Darcy’s observations.
Early morning workouts are for sure part of my schedule, but that’s not why I’ve been pounding my cardio equipment for the past half hour.
I needed to take my mind off Jenna and the way she looked at me last night. I can still feel the sting of her words as they cut through me, the tone of her voice.
She meant it when she called me sick. And she’s right. It was a dick move to engineer that prank with the blonde chick who was well up for it in exchange for free drinks for her and her friends all night. Timing it was easy enough; all I had to do was wait for Jenna to grab her purse and head for the bathroom—as she does at some point on every night out—and we could slip into the restroom just before she noticed.
I had zero intention of letting that girl go down on me. But despite making it clear to Jenna that she didn’t touch me like that, I know Jenna didn’t believe me.
And why the fuck should I care what she thinks? I’m free to be with whoever I want. I warned her not to play games, but she just wouldn’t fucking listen.
Guilt snakes through me, and I push it away.
Me
If Jenna doesn’t want to tell you what went down, then that’s her private business to withhold. To be blunt, I can’t see how the fuck it concerns you anyway. Don’t you have a baby to care for?
Unknown Number
I have nothing but inappropriate responses for you. Most of which will likely get me arrested.
Me
For what it’s worth, I did chase after her and try to calm her down. She wasn’t willing to listen to me, and then she stormed off into the night.
Unknown Number
