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Guilt passed over me like a storm cloud, but I held my ground. “I actually wanted to date her, not like you. You just wanted to fuck her once or twice, then get rid of her, just like all the others—”
“Fuck you,” he snarled. “You always steal them away with your fucking nice guy act and shit. The reason I haven’t had a girlfriend is because you’re marching around here with your stupid pretty boy face and your hero complex—”
“Oh give me a break, like you’re any better!” I shouted. “If you actually treated women like people, they wouldn’t come to me, because they’re missing something from you—”
Sam’s eyes narrowed to slits. “Careful.”
“Or what? You afraid of the truth, bro?”
He shook his head. “I just don’t think you’re ready to hear it back.”
I took a few steps toward him. “You got something to say to me?”
Sam stepped up to me. Our faces were inches apart. “You can’t handle the truth.”
“And tell me… what’s the truth, exactly?”
Grace spoke up, and I jumped. I’d almost forgotten she was there. “You’re two sides of the same coin.”
Me and Sam whipped our faces toward her, standing in the darkness of the kitchen.
She’d been watching our fight quietly from the shadows, perfectly calm, in control.
As if she’d orchestrated the whole fight, and was watching it play out exactly according to plan. She hadn’t yelled for us to stop. She hadn’t said a word.
She just watched.
What her ex said to Sam that night a week ago, after the show, echoed in my memory:
She’s manipulating you. She isn’t who you think she is.
Grace stepped toward us, her expression neutral. She turned her wide, hazel eyes on Sam, then on me. “Don’t you see it?”
Something uncomfortable swam in my chest. “See what?”Sam and I shared a look, and in that moment, I felt camaraderie with him again.
The hell is she talking about?
She looked nervous for a beat, but stood her ground. She pointed at me—
“You’re everything I want.” Then she looked at Sam. “And you’re everything I want to be.”
Sam smirked, and I knew that he’d sensed a game he wanted to play.
Yet another exhausting debate.
“Well, Gracelet,” Sam said with a smirk. “Which one of us do you want? The one you want or the one you want to be? It’s been driving poor Noah crazy all week that you haven’t chosen him, and honestly, it’s been getting on my nerves that you haven’t chosen me yet. Just be done with whatever game you’re playing and tell us so we can all be friends again.”
“Both.”
Before I could do anything, she stood on her tiptoes and kissed me hard on the mouth.
My rational mind was screaming, wanting to sort everything out and make sure all of this went according to plan, but my body had other ideas. I felt my cock harden and press against my pants.
Before I could have enough time to savor the kiss, she pulled away from me and started kissing Sam.
Seeing them up close like this, doing that… I thought it would make me jealous.
But it didn’t. Instead, all it did was turn me on.
