“That’s all?” he asks, looking confused.

I nod my head wondering why he isn’t more upset.

“That’s hardly enough to condemn the women. She’s allowed to have friends that are guys. If she was kissing him or fucking him against the car, then we have a problem. It looks like you guys aren’t even giving her a chance before she tells her side of the story,” he says, getting angrier by the minute.

I shrug my shoulders since I don’t really know what to say. Is he right? I just can’t pick which side I’m on but, as much as I want to believe she didn’t do anything wrong, we have been burned before.

“We might as well wait until Holly gets home. Then we can get to the bottom of this,” I tell him.

Easton shakes his head and walks out of the room. I call the restaurant and let them know I won’t be in until later. There is no way I can work like this while having Holly on my mind. We need to know what happened.

~

A few hours later, Holly walks into the room with a huge smile on her face.

That brings a stab through my heart.

How can she be so happy? Who was it that made her that happy?

We are all sitting in the living room with frowns on our faces. Easton’s is aimed towards us.

“We need to talk,” I say, lowly.

She raises an eyebrow at me. “Alright, what’s going on?”

“You are fucking around on us, that’s what’s going on,” Braxton spits out angrily.

She looks at him in shock, and her mouth drops open.

“What are you talking about?” she asks, surprised.

“I saw you with him. You ran out of here and into his arms. I bet you didn’t think any of us would see. You weren’t expecting to be found out,” he says, and I watch as tears well in Holly’s eyes.

“That’s what you think? After all these weeks, you still think I could do something like that?” she asks slowly.

“You had us wrapped around your finger, why not add another man, right? Three isn’t enough for you? You want to have another like Kyla,” he says.

Easton looks at Braxton in shock.

“I can’t believe you just said that to me,” Holly says, narrowing her eyes at him. She looks at me and Easton.

“You both think that too? I’m just a hungry cock slut?” she spits out, and I flinch at her words.

Easton shakes his head. “No, I don’t agree at all. I know how you feel about us.”

Braxton looks over at Easton in betrayal.

“I can’t believe you,” Braxton says, and looks over at me. “And do you agree with this?”

“I don’t know what to believe,” I say softly.

Holly looks pained at my words, and Braxton looks at me like he doesn’t know me.

“I see where I stand,” she says softly.

She walks into the hallway, and we follow after her. She grabs one of her bags from the closet and starts packing it.

“What the fuck do you think you are doing?” I ask, panicked.