Annie shook her head.
“Maybe he’s in his room,” I said.
“Let’s go see,” Annie said, and took my arm. “Be back.”
“Take your time,” Susie said.
Annie and I walked upstairs and down the hall to Austin’s room. I knocked and turned the knob... it gave. His door was usually locked, so I figured he must be in there and pushed it open, my stomach turning at what I saw. Tiffany lay on the bed, naked, as though waiting for him.
Annie hissed. “What the fuck are you doin’ here?”
“I’m waiting for Booker. He’ll be here any minute.” Tiffany faced us, her head in her hand, and gave me a smug look. “What are you doing here?”
Tiffany had what most would consider a kickass body. Long legs emphasized her five-foot-eight slender body, and her large breasts, albeit fake, sat perfectly in the middle of her chest mostly because that’s where they were designed to be. She had a belly button ring and was shaved completely... down there. I was reminded that this is what Austin was used to. Not me with my extra weight and my overly large breasts that often got in the way most days. Not to mention my legs that I’d always referred to as tree stumps. I was short. Really short in comparison to Tiff.
I backed out of the room and Annie followed, pulling the door closed with a slam. “You okay?” she asked.
I shook my head and tried to swallow the bile threatening to spill.
“Dani, my brother doesnotcheat. This can’t be what it looks like.”
“How would she have gotten in there if he hadn’t planned it?” I challenged. “Only a few people have keys.”
Before Annie could respond, heavy footsteps sounded in the hallway.
“There you are. Been lookin’ everywhere for you,” Austin said, and then stopped and frowned. “What’s wrong?”
I blinked back tears and bit my lip.
Austin moved Annie out of the way and squeezed my arms. “Babe. What’s wrong?”
“Your... um,” I swallowed, “whore is waiting for you.”
“What the fuck?”
“Tiff,” Annie said.
He shook his head. “Not following.”
“Tiff is on your bed, naked and ready, Booker.” Annie crossed her arms. “She told us she was waiting for you.”
“What the hell?” Austin snapped. “I’ll deal with this.”
He released me, shoved open his door, and closed it behind him. Annie rolled her eyes and pushed the door open again.
“How the fuck did you get in here?” Austin bellowed.
“Buzz let me in,” Tiffany answered.
“And why the fuck would he let you in my room, Tiff?”
“I told him I was meeting you here.”
“Why would you tell him that?”
“Because I figured you’d be happy about it,” she said.
“Get the fuck out.”
