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Alex disappears a few seconds later, the promise of pussy apparently enough to make him forget me.
Standing in the middle of the chaos, I wonder what the hell happened to my life. Wondering at what point my best friend decided that if you can't beat them, join them, because he's turning into one of them faster than I can cope with.
I scan the crowd of people loitering in the hallway. Most are just chatting, but there are a few dancing and there's a couple bumping up against the old grandfather clock who are about five seconds from fucking in front of everyone in the room.
"Bexley," a sickly-sweet voice says from behind me, making my skin crawl.
I take off in the hope she might get distracted, but she chases after me, her killer heels clattering against the polished marble tiles as she goes.
"What do you want, Brook?"
She darts around me, forcing me to stop. Although I must admit that mowing her down does seem like a good option. "I've been looking for you," she purrs, batting her fake lashes at me.
"Great. Well, you found me. Now, do you mind?" I forcefully move her aside and march toward the kitchen. I need more alcohol now I'm down here.
"Mia and Cade are on the dancefloor." I hate that her words make my steps falter. "Yeah, grinding it all up against each other without a care in the world."
"That's their prerogative, I guess."
"And you're happy to let that happen?"
"What the fuck do you want me to do about it, Brook? She's been promised to him. That's it. Done."
"Oh, come on, Bexy. You’re not very clever, are you?"
What is it with that fucking nickname all of a sudden? My teeth grind so hard I wonder if I'm about to crack one.
"I didn't have you down as someone who gives in so easily. Let's go and have some fun, show them what they're really missing." She winks at me and runs her hand down my arm.
"I don't play games, Brook,” I growl.
"No? Seems to be that your entire life is one big game right now."
She's got that fucking right.
It's one big joke as well.
"You're a boring fuck when you're not tripping, you know that?"
I stare at her, my lips parting to argue, but quite frankly, she's got a point.
"Fuck it. Lead the way."
She guides me through the kitchen so I can grab a very strong drink before we head toward the dining room which has been turned into tonight's dancefloor. I spot Mia and Cade immediately, right in the middle of the large crowd, and my stomach turns over when I take in their closeness and just how tightly he's gripping onto her ass.
If he so much as hurts a hai
r on her head, I'll fucking kill him.
As if she can feel my stare, Mia turns, but not before Brook presses herself up against me and latches her lips onto my neck. I feel nothing. Absolutely nothing, apart from the pain of watching my girl dance with another guy.
Ripping her eyes from mine, I see a similar agony in her depths as she watches Brook run her hands down my chest and around to my ass.
"If you'd have agreed to my offer last week,” she drawls, “then all of this might not have been necessary."
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Mia
