“But are you sure he did that? Did he admit to sleeping with her?” Emilee looks from Haven to me for verification.
“He couldn’t remember,” Haven snaps. “That’s enough to kick his ass to the curb.”
“Well, me and Titan?—”
“We all know that you and Titan allow other cocks into your bed, Emilee.” Haven waves her off. “It’s not even close to the same.”
Alexa chokes, and pieces of popcorn go flying.
“What?” I ask, shocked. “You guys have an open relationship?” I would have never guessed that about Titan. He just seems all possessive. And Emilee seems so in love with him. Why would they want to bring someone into their relationship? To each their own, I guess. Since I’ve never done it, I have a hard time understanding it.
“It’s not like that,” Emilee answers me, narrowing her eyes on Haven for a split second. “We have an understanding. I love Titan. I do. With everything I have. He’s going to be my husband. We don’t allow all cocks into our bed. But sometimes, Bones joins us.”
Holy shit!My mouth drops open. “As in Bones? Grave’s brother?” No fucking way. I glance at Alexa, and now she’s shoving handfuls into her mouth. Most are falling onto the counter.
“We dated in high school and throughout college.” She shrugs. “It’s no big deal.”
“It’s not the same,” Haven repeats. “He fucked Lucy without April’s permission.”
I hang my head. That’s the hardest part of all this. I haven’t spoken to him in five days. I didn’t expect him to chase me, and honestly, I wouldn’t have given him the time of day even if he had. But I hate the loneliness of his absence. I hate not being able to call him and hear his voice. And of course, I miss himwhen it’s late at night and I wish he were lying next to me in my bed.
Just then, Jasmine joins our conversation, exiting the cooler. “Oh, stop harping on that, Haven. You’re just mad because you hate Lucy.”
“Of course, I do.” She lifts her nose up in the air.
I frown. “Did she and Luca date?” Maybe they were once fuck buddies, too.
“Hell no,” Haven snaps. “There was a setup. What I thought happened, didn’t. But it was meant to look like it did.”
I’m confused.
“Exactly.” Emilee crosses over to me and places her hand on my shoulders. “Take what happened to Haven as an example.”
“But I don’t understand what happened,” I try to argue.
“There’s nothing wrong with talking it out,” Emilee says. “I’ve learned that you need to communicate. And if you miss him half as bad as you act, then it doesn’t hurt to try.”
“Like I said…” Jasmine moves in front of me as Haven and Emilee walk over to the flowers on the shelves. Alexa turns her attention to me and Jasmine. “You have to decide. Fight for it, or let it go.” She smiles. “And all I see is you holding on.”
Three hours later,they’re all still here. We’re getting things in order for Titan and Emilee’s wedding. It was something I didn’t think I’d be able to pull off, but just like Jasmine said—these girls are ride or die bitches.
It reminds me of how grateful I am to have had Alexa there for me for all those years and me for her. We’ve been through a lot of shit together. And although I’m no longer with Grave, I hope these women stay my friends, too.
I look over when the bell rings on the door. “Hello. I’m looking for a Miss April Davis.”
“That’s me.” I lift my hand.
The delivery woman hands me a rectangular box. It’s longer than it is wide, but not very thick.
“Whoa. It’s heavy.”
“You have a great day, miss,” she calls out, exiting.
“Who is it from?” Alexa asks, already picking up the scissors on the counter.
“It doesn’t say,” I answer, setting it down and taking them from her. I cut the places that are taped and open the top. Reaching in, I grab the contents and pull it out.
Alexa gasps.
