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“I guess you wouldn’t, since you prefer to string your ex along so you have someone at your disposal whenever the urge to fuck hits you.”
His irises look gold in this light, anger burning bright in them. “Don’t talk about shit you know nothing about.”
I snort. “Whatever.” I take a step toward him, too fed up with his bullshit to walk away quietly. “And while we’re on the subject of exes, get a handle on yours, please. I’d appreciate it if you could tell her to leave me alone.”
His lips part, and there’s fury in his expression. “What are you talking about?”
“Tell Remi to retract her claws when she’s talking to me.” I pull my shoulders back and lift my chin. “And for fuck’s sake, tell her it was your decision to not return the keys. I want nothing to do with your fucked-up relationship.”
With that, I storm out of the kitchen.
Not my circus, not my monkeys.
CHAPTER 13
little mayhem
DOMINIC
Age 22
September
The sun is barely up,yet I’m already in the kitchen, brewing a pot of coffee. It’s become my routine the past two weeks: getting up early and leaving before anyone comes downstairs, staying at the shop late and coming home so exhausted I don’t have the energy to hold a conversation.
And when I can’t do that, I hang out at Luigi’s with Miles, and Matt on occasion, when his internship isn’t kicking his ass. Anything to avoid spending time at home.
It’s all because of her.
Mia.
Mayhem. She’s ruining my life. Rather than risk saying something stupid, it’s easier to just avoid her.
When the coffee is ready, I pour myself a cup and step out onto the back porch. Though it’s humid, the air is cool, so I pull up the hood of my sweatshirt and lean against the back of the house, focusing on the rich aroma of my coffee. As I sip, I listento the sounds of the morning, the birds in the trees at the back of the yard. I wish every morning could be this peaceful.
Figuring I should check the time, I pull my phone out of my pocket. When the screen lights up and there’s a slew of text notifications from Remi, I scowl.
Remi:
I’m at the Cove with the girls. Wanna join?
Remi:
Some guy just tried to hit on me If you were with me, that wouldn’t happen. Are you coming?
Remi:
Are you up?
Remi:
I miss you
A picture of her breasts in a red lacy bra that she sent me next.
Remi:
my girls miss you too
