Ignoring the sting of her words, I search the foyer for a bathroom and beeline for the full-length mirror, thanking the universe that I managed to keep myself clean.
Taking my time, I thoroughly rinse my mouth out before running my fingers through my mussed-up hair. And when I’m done, I take a deep breath as my reflection attacks me. Herjudging eyes stare back at me, her brows high on her forehead, questioning my life choices.
God, what am I doing?My insides squirm as a shiver runs through me.
Not only am I drinking to quiet the noise in my head, but now I’m here with Zane. One of only two people my boyfriend despises.
I need to get out of here.
Squaring my shoulders, I blow out a breath and open the door, striding confidently toward Zane and Jenna. But when she laughs at something he says, I falter, all my strength whittling away.
This can’t be good.
“I actually haven’t met him yet,” I overhear as I get closer, tiptoeing so I can listen in. “I can only judge on what Blair’s told me.”
I internally groan. Zane’s asking about Nathan.
“Okay. Then how long have you known Blair?” he asks, his body stiff as though he’s running an inquisition.
“You mean B?” Jenna bites her lip, her expression exuding sass, and my muscles tense. “I think it’s adorable that you call her that, by the way. I’ve known her for a few weeks.”
“Fast friends?” Zane ignores her teasing, but I can’t do the same, since I know what she’s doing, and it doesn’t sit well with me.
“Blair’s awesome.” Jenna smiles and it’s full of so much warmth that it thaws my indignation. “But I don’t need to tell you that. I’m sure you know.”
“I do.” Zane’s shoulders bounce as he lightly chuckles, and while I wish I could take a moment and wallow in the familiar sound, I’ve heard enough.
Taking a step closer, I open my mouth to announce myself until Jenna continues. “She told me about the game,” she says and I frown.What game?
“What about it?” Zane asks, his expression similar to mine.
“How Nathan kissed her to make you jealous.” Her head tilts to the side and I curse under my breath.Of all the things she could have said.
“He what?” Zane snaps and…Dammit. What is she doing?
My stomach knots as I rush forward, curling my fingers around Zane’s bicep as he clenches his fists, his gaze darting to my hand.
What’s that saying?“Loose lips sink ships.”I smile through my annoyance, trying to placate a pissed-off Zane.Jenna has a lot of explaining to do.
“Zane, Jenna is—”
“Is it true?” His deep accusatory tone inflicts a similar burn to whiskey, and I swear he gets taller, making me straighten beside him as I release my hold.
“You didn’t know that?” Jenna asks and I quickly cut in.
“How would he know that, Jen?”
Her brows pull together before she glances away, seemingly lost in thought. “You’re right. My bad. What’s Nathan like?” she asks Zane and I groan.
“Jenna, what are you doing?” I release a slow breath, my voice dripping in resignation.
“I just want to know, that’s all. I haven’t met him, and of course you’re going to say he’s amazing. I needed a second opinion.”
“He’s my boyfriend.”
“And yet, Zane here seems to be worried about that.”
“What?” I glance up at Zane, my heart pounding as he folds his arms across his chest, his returning stare unwavering.Guess he’s not going to deny it.
