So, even if I sit here all day, with her exchanging shy, flirtatious looks and actions with Nero, I’m sucking it up. Having her in my arms, feeling her side against mine, knowing I’m still in her heart just like Dex and Nero probably are—that’s enough.
She smiled a beaming grin up at me, leaning upwards to give me a kiss on the cheek. I could feel her hesitate for a bit, but it was understandable she didn’t give me a peck on the lips with how out in the public we currently were. And despite everything that we’ve done, my little vixen is still a sweet and good girl.
“Siege may not be mad, but I’mmadjealous, sweetie,” Dex said, with a raised brow and a slight smirk on his face.
Cosette turned her attention to him, chuckling as she met his freak. “Yeah? Can I interest you in some sexy alone time in return?” She asked, making me huff out a chuckle, impressed at how well she could control us.
I don’t even know if she’s aware of it or not.
I saw Dex’s expression change in an instant, and for a few seconds, he looked completely dumbfounded before he quickly recovered, his eyes darkening afterwards.
“Tempting, but no,” he started once he got over the brief malfunction in his mind. “However, I’ll need you to clear your schedule for me tomorrow at noon. We’re buying you your homecoming dress.”
Cosette could only nod, humming, before she gave Dex a look holding so much meaning that only they could understand as she said, “As long as it’s going to be the same store we went to before.”
Dex let out a hearty laugh.
“What is it?” I asked, wanting to know. I’m used to having inside jokes with my little vixen, and I’m used to having inside jokes with Dex. Being out of the loop was annoying.
“Nothin’, brother. Let’s just say our girl has her own jealous tendencies.”
They’re still holding each other’s gaze, and I rolled my eyes, letting them be in their own little world.
“Whatever.”
Weirdos.
16
COSETTE
Ishouldn’t overthink this, right?
As I gazed in the mirror and saw the reflection of a large number marked on my cheek, a sensation of warmth washed over my skin.
Nero’s jersey number.
I’ve wished for this day to come for years.
Did it really have to be now when I already have two boyfriends?
God, I’m sorry for this treacherous heart of mine.
Taking a deep breath, I moved away from the sink, and as luck would have it, Andy was coming into the bathroom right when I was planning to go.
Her eyes immediately took in the writing on my cheek, and I was reduced to nothing but the girl who still loved her best friend as I tried to reach for her wrist. “Dy.”
“Do not fucking touch me,” she immediately said, pulling her hand away from mine at the contact as if my touch burned her skin.
I hated how she still affected me. Even after everything, I still craved for us to go back to what we were like before. I still longed for the Andy who was like a sister to me.
Is it really impossible to get that back?
From the way her hands were balled into fists, and considering the expression on her face, I could tell she wanted to hurt me. Maybe physically.
“Don’t do it. You know who’s waiting for me outside,” I mumbled, resignation in my voice.
I know it was a cowardly thing to say, relying on Dex and Siege being outside that I can just scream for them, but what Nero said way before was right. Violence was not my thing, and the fact that I resorted to that in the past was out of character. I was just hurt and in such a bad headspace before that I slapped her.
