C marched out after grabbing the key card from Siege, and she opened the door to our room for the night, finding it with ease as it was the only one on our level.
Quickly piling in, I didn’t spare any of them a glance as I zeroed in on the nearest restroom, the door slamming behind me with a loud thud.
I looked at the huge mirror, and my wounded knuckles throbbed as they flexed against the cold porcelain of the sink.
How could Cosette end up with such fucking losers?
To think the sweetest goddamn girl I know is dating two fuckups makes me want to pull all of my hair out.
I wish I could see the good in them. I really do.
Hell, I’ve been hanging out with them to try to bond with them, haven’t I?
Liar. You want to see the bad in them. Break them up.
Shut up, inner Nero.
Hearing hushed voices outside, I sighed, quickly washing my face instead to go out and see what’s happening now.
When I found them in one of the bedrooms, I saw Siege on the phone, Cosette on his lap.
“Yeah, my girlfriend’s… made me aware that maybe you were turning us away because we don’t look twenty-one and maybe you have an age requirement to check in,” Siege said. “So, I’m sorry for how I acted.”
My brows shot up my forehead, hearing those words from him almost making me think I had accidentally ended up in an alternate dimension by staring at the mirror.
With Cosette’s kiss on his cheek, Siege finally ended the call, and he saw me then as he turned his head.
“I didn’t know about the age thing. I’ve always been able to check in at hotels. I thought she was… judging you because of how you looked.”
My fists clenched in reaction, completely blindsided by the unexpectedness of how quick he is to apologise.
I did not expect him to do what he did because he wanted to defend me.
It would serve me well to remember that Siege and Dex did not have the same upbringing as Cosette and I. Even though it may not seem like it, I am aware that they have been trying.
So, with a sigh, I nodded. “I’m sorry for being judgmental, too.”
“I didn’t apologize,” Siege said, earning a deadpan look from C. Siege saw it and immediately backtracked, “I mean, I’m sorry.”
“Yeah, that’s… that’s fine. Don’t worry about it, bro. It’s just the adrenaline.”
Silence fell upon the room, and Dex was the one to break it.
“Sweetie, I think your guy best friend’s trying to get with one of your boyfriends.”
Cosette was grabbing a pillow and hitting Dex in the face with it, and I just raised a brow at him.
“And you? Why did you actually scare the valet off?”
I was fully expecting to see a side of him that I haven’t seen yet, but Dex just shrugged. “I don’t know. Just had the urge to be a jerk.”
At that, I laughed.
I full on laughed, and so did they.
Dex continued to joke, talking about how he’ll miss using power and money to make people a little scared, and as I looked at the three of them, I was finally clearing my assumptions of these men.
As if it were possible to hit a reset button on how I viewed them.
