Page 12 of Tainted Rose

But this—I didn’t know that she was planning on taking more photos when she told me she was on it. And the fucked-up thing is, she enjoyed doing all of that. Because as much as we’re friends and she’d do anything for me, I also know that Aria is a different kind of girl. And she’s definitely been jealous since the second Scarlett appeared. It’s not that Aria wants me like that despite our parents shoving us together; it’s that she needs me. And she’s possessive as hell.

She stands there watching me, eyes narrowed, hands on her hips. “Well?”

“Fuck! I did. But what the hell were you thinking, stripping and getting into the bed with me? Posting it on Instagram? Seriously beyond what was necessary. A post with one of the photos of us together on the couch would have done the job.”

She shrugs. “What can I say? She bugs me. And I thought it was the best way to send ScarJo running for good.”

I swallow hard. “Were you actually naked? Jesus, Aria.”

“I had on panties.” One side of her mouth quirks up. “Well, they were kind of shoved down a bit. To get the full effect.”

“I must have been fucked up beyond belief because I don’t remember any of it.” I stare up at the ceiling, willing myself not to lose it on her. “Well, you did a great job. Thanks.” Shaking my head, I blow out a breath. My eyes bore into hers. “Thanks a lot.”

She shoves me, then strides to the door. She looks back at me as she exits. “You’re welcome, asshole. Next time don’t ask for my help if you don’t really want it. You know I always get the job done.”

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