Page 25 of Drift
Ethan
We need to meet up.
Ethan
I didn’t like seeing you with that biker the other day.
Ethan
He’s dangerous. Those guys are killers.
Ethan
You deserve better. Let me bring you dinner tonight.
Ethan
Stop ignoring me, Alanna.
There was a five-minute pause, then another message.
Ethan
Is he really that good of a fuck?
What the hell?!
Ethan
If that’s what you want, I can be rough.
Ethan
I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have gotten angry and said that. It’s just…you don’t need anyone but me. We’re good together.
The cold inside me ignited as I kept reading.
Ethan
I’ve seen him around your place. I don’t like it.
Ethan
Do you wear those slutty outfits for him?
The next one snapped the last bit of restraint I had left.
Ethan
I’m coming over.
My blood pounded in my ears as fury exploded in my chest.
I sat back hard in my chair, fingers flexing into fists until the knuckles popped. He’d been talking to her like they were a couple—giving orders and keeping tabs. The thought of his hands anywhere near her made my vision go dark at the edges.
That was it.
No more waiting. No more pretending this was something I could handle alone.
