“That’s not what your lips said at Thanksgiving,” Rob said with a turn of his head and a quick smile.
“That was a pathetic attempt to pretend we were a couple. You suck at kissing, just like you suck at everything else.”
“I suck, huh?” he asked her, taking a step closer.
“Yeah,” she replied with her hands on her hips.
“I think not knowing bothers you more than anything, Kendra. The idea that maybe you’re wrong. The thought that maybe the rest of me is as good as that kiss has your head spinning. The only way you deal with things is by lashing out.”
“Please,” Kendra replied. “You don’t know shit about me.”
“I know you better than you think,” Rob huffed as he smiled, keeping his eyes focused on her face.
“What do you think you know about me? You think you have me figured out, spy boy? You’d better back the fuck off before I put the moves you’ve been teaching us to good use.”
“Pizza?” Madi asked uncomfortably from the kitchen.
Kendra huffed away from him and toward Madi.
“Who wears heels like that to decorate a tree?” Rob asked, pointing toward her feet.
“I didn’t know that’s what we were doing. I thought we were going out or something, so shut your face, tree killer.”
Rob rolled his eyes and Kendra took a huge angry bite out of her pizza at the breakfast bar.
Madi’s cell rang and she answered, stammering into the bedroom.
“Jake?”
“Hey, babe. Everything okay there?”
“Yep, everything’s fine. I’m at the condo with Kendra and Rob, eating pizza.”
“I wish I were there,” he sighed.
“Did you talk to her yet?”
“I’m outside her family home and just about to go inside. I’m not sure how to handle this. She swore she was being blackmailed and Caleb swore she was the one doing the blackmailing.”
“That doesn’t make any sense,” Madi sighed.
“I can’t believe Caleb slept with her. He said she took a video and threatened to show Diane. He claims she was the one forcing him to take the pictures of me in Australia. I don’t know who or what to believe.”
“Where’s Caleb now?” Madi asked.
“Greg’s keeping an eye on him. Are you worried about my seeing her?” he asked with concern.
“No,” she stated without hesitation.
“Not at all?” he questioned.
“I trust you, Jake. I know you love me and that you’d rather be here with me than there with her.”
“You’re absolutely right. I can’t tell you what it means to me to know you trust me.”
“I do. Just make it quick and get back here to me.”
“I’ll call you as soon as I leave her house. I’m going to drag it out of her if I have to.”