“Gray.” There’s a faint pleading note to my tone.
“I shouldn’t have done that.” My heart drops at his words, and he turns to me. “Shit, Sienna – I didn’t mean it like that. You were…,”
“Don’t,” I whisper thickly. “It’s not me, it’s you, right?”
Gray hesitates. “It’s not as clear cut as you think.”
A sudden stab hits me in the stomach, making me bend over with a gasp. Gray grabs my arms. “Sienna!”
“I’m fine.” I shift carefully to my feet, tugging my dress back into place. Shame is a leaden pit in my chest.
Stupid, stupid, Sienna.
Gray scrambles after me. “Sienna—”
“Could you leave, please? I have a lot of work to do.”
He hesitates, but he doesn’t argue. And as the door closes softly behind him, I’m left alone in a filthy room, in a filthy dress, after doing filthy things with an alpha who has just proved, yet again, that he doesn’t wantme.
And my heart cracks a little bit more.
26
JAX
Panting, I bring the speed down on the treadmill, slipping my headphones out of my ears and grimacing as those weird-ass fucking noises fill the gym.
When I desperately suggested the gym to Alicia, I wasn’t expecting her to actually take me up on it. I was just relieved that I could distract her for a bit like I’d promised Tristan.
But the noises she makes – Jesus FC. She’s like a rhino on steroids.
She grunts again as she stretches out her legs into a deep v, peeking over her shoulder to me before she bends over. The spandex stretches over her ass, and I shudder.
That is one hell of a camel toe.
Grabbing a towel, I wipe it over my face as I move towards the weights. Alicia bustles up next to me, selecting a dumbbell way too fucking heavy for her and letting out another one of those weird grunts as she lifts it.
I turn to her, pitching concern. “Is your stomach okay?”
She stares at me, dumbfounded. “Why?”
“Because those farts are something else.”
I bite my cheek as her face flames in embarrassment. “I am notfarting!” she says furiously. “Those are workout noises!”
“Hey, farting is completely natural. You might wanna get that checked out though. They sound painful.”
Her annoyed shriek as she stalks off is the win I really fucking needed today.
A chime rings through the room, and I jog over to the security panel next to the door. There’s a wild-haired chick glaring directly into the camera, mouthing something I can’t hear.
When I pull the main door open, she switches her diatribe to me without blinking. “—swear to fucking god, I will pinch your balls off with a clamp if you’ve made her cry even one time, you little bitch.”
I blink. “Excuse me?”
She huffs. “Where the fuck is my best friend?”
“Er— you’re here for Sienna?”
