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I cocked a brow. “Wow. Thanks.”
“Sorry, but you don’t.” She offered me a half-hearted shrug. “You’re a BCS boy from a council estate, and she’s a money-starved, fame-hungry whore,” she explained, scrunching her nose up in disgust. “You might be the next big thing for the GAA, but unless you come with all the trimmings—and when I say trimmings I mean money, a flashy car, and a future playing professional rugby—then she won’t look sideways at you.”
“I’m distraught.”
“Yeah, you really sound it.” Lizzie laughed, slapping my arm. “Put it this way: She would get up on a razor blade if said razor blade came in the form of one of the Academy boys. But she’s in sixth year and really doesn’t bother with anyone from third year, so Shan shouldn’t have any issues with her. Besides, none of the lads in our year are impressive enough to be on her radar. She’s more interested in the older lads, the big-time rugby-heads with godlike status.”
“Like Johnny Kavanagh?”
“Exactly.” Lizzie nodded. “Or Cormac Ryan. They’re both in the Academy.”
“I’ve seen them both play,” I mused, rubbing my jaw. “That Kavanagh lad is seriously impressive, but that Ryan kid isn’t going any further than the Academy.”
“Want to hear a fun inside scoop going around the rugby circle?”
“Not really.”
“Well, I was forced to hear it, so you can, too.”
“Please don’t.”
“Apparently, Bella’s been sleeping with Cormac since before Christmas, even though she’s meant to be with Johnny Kavanagh, but he’s out on injury.”
“Oh, the scandal,” I replied flatly. “What life-changing information I have been given about three people I couldn’t give one single fuck about. How will I ever contain my excitement?”
“You’re sarcastic and blunt to the point of being cruel.” She threw her head back and laughed. “I love it.”
“Well, it didn’t take you long to jump back into old habits,” a familiar voice sneered, and I turned my head to see Casey Lordan glaring up at me. “Having fun with your new sidepiece, asshole?”
I narrowed my eyes. “What are you talking about?”
“You,” Casey hissed, pointing a finger between us, “and this little slut.”
“Did you seriously just call me a slut?” Lizzie interjected. “Are you insane?”
“If the dick fits, sweetie,” Casey sneered, giving Shannon’s little pal one of those withering looks and sloshing wine over the rim of her glass in the process. “And it sure looks like it does.”
“Don’t call me ‘sweetie,’ bitch,” Lizzie warned, hopping down from the island. “Because you don’t know who the hell you’re dealing with.”
“Pack it in,” I warned, quickly stepping between my sister’s best friend and my girlfriend’s. “Whatever you think you know, you don’t,” I said, addressing Casey. “She’s my baby sister’s friend.”
“Yeah, sure she is.”
“Yeah, I am,” Lizzie argued from behind me.
“You,” I ordered, turning back to face Lizzie. “Walk away.”
“But…”
“Walk away,” I barked, waiting for Lizzie to storm off before turning my attention back to Casey. “As for you,” I snapped, tone laced with disgust, “I don’t know what’s after coming over you, Case, but you need to get your head out of the gutter.”
“I saw you all over her!”
“She’s a child,” I bit out. “Have a bit of cop on, will ya? Jesus! And keep your goddamn nose out of my business while you’re at it.”
Doing the complete opposite, she reached a hand up and slapped me across the cheek, and fuck if it didn’t sting.
“Or what, huh?” She pushed at my chest with a surprising amount of force considering she barely reached my chest in height. “What are you going to do if I don’t, asshole?”
