“I didn’t cheat on her. We broke up.”
I scoff at that, crossing my arms over my chest.
“So, you landed in Seattle together, broke up, fucked me and then magically got back together twelve hours later? Yeah, real believable.”
“It’s the truth,” he practically snarls.
“Whatever helps you sleep at night. It doesn’t matter. You’ve been with my sister for three years, you know her as well as I do. You think I’d honestly risk my life telling her that I fucked her boyfriend? Even if it was an accident? She’d destroy me and I hope you take all of the offense when I say this, my life is worth more than a mediocre fuck,” I lie straight through my fucking teeth.
What looks like disbelief passes across his face and I attempt to slip past him and escape this suddenly claustrophobic bathroom. In a move that I can only compare to superhuman speed, his hand snatches my own, spinning me around to face him before caging me in against the wall.
My breath is stolen from my chest as I look up at him, frozen in place as he lowers his face to my own.
“Mediocre? Sweetheart, don’t even try to pretend last night wasn’t the best night of your goddamn life,” he says, his words are teasing and playful, but his tone and expression aren’t. They are harsh, accusatory with just enough bite to have a chill running down my spine.
I swallow roughly and notice how his eyes flick down to my mouth, a hazy look to his gaze as if he too were reminiscing about our night together. He can try to act unaffected, just as I am, but I think it’s obvious last night…and our newfound revelation, has left us both more than a little rattled.
Instead of responding to him, I choose the safer option.
“I think you should let me go before my sister…your girlfriend, walks in and sees you pinning me against the wall like a starved animal.”
His hazel eyes bore into me for a second longer before he blinks roughly, tearing himself away from me as he turns his back to me. I don’t hesitate to take my escape, scurrying out of the bathroom before running straight into my mom.
She catches me easily, giving me a soft smile.
“Careful, Cass. You okay?”
“Yeah, fine. Kinda hungover,” I lie with a short laugh.
My mom rolls her eyes and smiles. “You don’t know hangovers until you hit thirty, trust me.”
I smile, nodding along with whatever she says right now so that I can just retreat to the safety of my bedroom. Unfortunately, I only make it three steps before my mom continues.
“Why don’t you go get ready, we are all going out for dinner. Leave here in an hour?” she asks.
I pause, turning to her with a feigned look of disappointment.
“I’d love to but I’m kinda tired. Rain check?”
She purses her lips as her brows furrow. “Cass, your sisterrarely comes to visit anymore. I know you guys don’t always get along but it’s just one weekend. Please, for me?”
Well how the fuck am I supposed to say no to that? My mom is literally the best human I know. She does everything for everyone, and she is really the only person that I can’t stand letting down.
Releasing a heavy sigh, I resign myself to the idea of going to dinner with them. Mom is right, it’s one weekend. It’s already Saturday so really, it’s just tomorrow and then boom. They are gone. Nodding to my mom, she smiles and presses a kiss to my cheek before heading back into the living room while I make my way upstairs to my room. I honestly couldn’t tell you who I’m looking forward to spending time with less, my evil bitch of a sister or her slimy cheating boyfriend. What a match made in hell they are.
Chapter Five
Nico
Ifind myself ordering a drink at the bar as soon as we arrive at the restaurant. Then, promptly knocking it back and ordering a second before the waiter even has time to ask if anyone else would like anything. I feel judgmental gazes come from Carly’s parents as I do so. I’ll admit, it’s not exactly the move you bust out when you’re meeting the parents, but I’m losing my goddamn mind over here.
My eyes move to Carly’s litter sister who unfortunately ended up in the seat across from me.
Cassi.
I’ve heard about Cassi off and on for years. Carly has had more than enough to say about her. Saying they don’t see eye to eye puts it mildly, from my takeaway, they hate each other to the core. There is no familial bond, no sisterly love. Just jealousy and spite, at least that’s the way Carly has always told it.
Would have been nice if Carly showed me just one picture of Cassi, though. Would have prevented the huge fucking mistake that was last night.
