“You look confused, Ellie,” I comment offhandedly. It’s clear she’s been blindsided and doesn’t know how to react. I probably should have warned her about the two of them. But, to be honest, it was the last thing on my mind.
“I am.” She eyes me irately.
“London is here with me,” Jett clarifies. “We’re together.”
“Together?”
“Yeah, you know, like dating,” I chime in.
“I know dating.” Her answer is short.
“I figured. Mai Tai?” I shove a drink in her face.
“Just the one? I think I need all twelve.”
“YOU DIDN’T THINK TO WARNme that Jett was dating a ghost from our sordid past?” Ellie fumes, half a mile down the beach, away from where London and Jett can hear.
“Didn’t seem like such a big deal,” I shrug.
“Maybe to you.”
“Are you ashamed of what happened between the three of us?”
“No, yes, no . . . ugh.” Ellie turns red. “It’s just . . . Just.”
“Just?”
“I just didn’t think I was ever going to see her again,” she finally admits, frustrated.
“Well, she was excited to see you if that makes you feel any better.”
“I don’t know how that makes me feel.” She crosses her arms and looks up at me with just her gorgeous green eyes.
“It really isn’t a big deal.” I try to reassure her.
“To you, maybe.”
“Can you just give it a chance? I know the dynamic is different. It’s something we all have to get used to. But she’s a great girl, and Jett is head over heels, stupidly in love with her.”Sort of the exact same way I feel about you.
“Were they together when we were together?” she asks uncomfortably, plucking the string on her bikini bottom.
“I’m not sure, honestly. Something was going on, I think, but they didn’t hook up officially until after everything cooled down.”
Ellie frowns, wringing her fingers together. “Did you sleep with her?”
“Ah . . .” Oh, shit. I wasn’t expecting her to ask that.
“I’ll take that as a yes. Of course you did. She was one of your ‘girls.’” She makes air quotes.
“It’s not what you think.”
“Then please tell me what to think.”
Fuck, I wasn’t ready for this conversation so early in the day.
“Yes, I slept with her,” I admit. “A few times, but only when Jett wanted to share her.”
“Excuse me?” Her head tilts as she looks up at me puzzled.
