Christ, I really do not want to be here, playing wingman.I’d much rather be at home, playing with your pretty pussy.
God help us all.Twins just walked in.Wick is salivating.
While I’m not one to brag, my epic show of wingmanship has BOTH twins currently perched on Wick’s lap.I deserve a medal, don’t you think?
Fuck, I miss you, baby.
And yes, I recognize that I just saw you a few hours ago, and that makes me spectacularly pathetic.But I’ve also had a few beers, and now I’m watching my best friend get groped.I need you.
Do I need to be watching him get groped?Absolutely not.Can I tear my eyes away?Absolutely not.It’s a train wreck waiting to happen.
Ah, fuck.One of the twins just slapped him.
Double fuck.The other twin just slapped him.
Wick is now safely home in bed, ALONE.Tequila shots were clearly not a good idea.Fuck knows what he said to earn those slaps, but I guarantee he deserved them.
You okay, baby?Haven’t heard from you in a while.
When I finally clocked out, I was emotionally drained but still angry.My phone buzzed again as I walked home.
EMMETT
Cal, I’m getting a little worried.It’s late, and you should be off by now.
Rounding the corner to my building, I stopped dead.Emmett was sitting on the steps, his forearms rested on his knees and his head hung low.At my footsteps, he looked up, leaped to his feet and rushed over.“Callie!Thank God.Are you okay?What’s going on?”
I brushed past him coldly.“I’m fine.”
“You’re not fine.Talk to me.What happened?”
“Why don’t you ask Meghan?”
His face slackened as realization dawned.“Shit.What did she do?”
“Just announced to her drunk friends that I was fucking you,” I snapped, storming inside.“So much for keeping this between us.”
Emmett was hot on my heels as I climbed the stairs.“Callie, I’m so sorry.I didn’t mean for her to find out.I–”
I spun around and cut him off with a glare.“You what, Emmett?Is this where you give me one of your impassioned speeches aboutlove?”I practically spat the word.“You just couldn’t help yourself, could you?You and your idealistic bullshit aboutloveandfate.”I was shouting now.Emmett looked like I’d slapped him.This wasn’t a side of me he’d ever seen.Shit, I wasn’t sureIhad ever seen it before.Thiswas the version of love I’d come to expect—the one that let me down.The one that hurt.
I shoved open my apartment door and Emmett followed.
“Callie, stop, please.Let me explain.”His voice was soft but insistent as he closed the door behind us.
I turned to face him, angry tears pricking my eyes.“Why should I?From where I’m standing, it seems like this has all been one big joke to you!”
“Of course it’s not a fucking joke to me.Callie, Iloveyou.”He reached for me, but I shrugged away, crossing my arms.
“Look, Wick came into my office and told me he saw you leaving my place.He’s the one who told Meghan.”
“Wick knows, too?!”
Emmett winced and rubbed the back of his neck.“Yeah.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”I demanded.“Don’t you think I deserved to know that?”
He stepped closer, blue eyes beseeching.“I’m sorry, Callie.I fucked up by not being honest with you.I was just...I was scared, okay?Scared you’d end things between us if someone found out and I…I didn’t want to lose you.You mean fucking everything to me, Cal.”
