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“Hey, douchebags.” I drop to the couch adjacent to them and prop my foot on the coffee table. A bong sits on top of it, taunting me, and if I was sure I wouldn’t have a drug test this month, I’d indulge. I reach for the bag of Doritos next to it instead.
“How’s the wife?” Pat asks without turning around.
“How’s the cute Italian?” Dave asks and I groan thinking about Dave’s obsession with Skyler.
“Skyler is still taken. And…Leighton is not my wife.”
“Much to your disappointment,” Pat interjects. “Which I don’t know why you’re so upset. You’re sleeping with two chicks and the hotter one doesn’t even care.” He waves his arm as I watch Dave’s team tackle Pat’s. “OH, WHAT THE FUCK!”
I grit my teeth, trying not to let it bother me that he called Leighton hot. “I’m not sleeping with Alli.”
They both drop their controllers and turn around. “Pause the shit,” Pat says to Dave. “What?” Pat grabs the bong, lights it and takes a long pull. “You’re not fucking Malibu Barbie?”
I roll my eyes and stand up. “I’m out of here.”
“No, wait wait wait, don’t listen to this asshole,” Dave says. He looks up at me and then at Pat. “But…why?”
I shrug, as I think about why I’ve kept Alli at arm’s length.
You know why.
“Can you just man up and tell Leighton you love her, you pussy?” Pat turns back around. “Unpause, I’ve had about enough of him.” They turn back to the television and I put both middle fingers up for each of them.
I climb the stairs toward my bedroom and flop on my bed before pulling out my phone.
Maybe I should call Leighton.
No fucking way, you always give in first.
“Fuck it,” I grit out as I press her contact. She answers on the first ring and I can’t stop the smile pulling at my lips that maybe she was waiting for me to call.
“Everett.”
“Leighton.”
The line is silent, and I swear I can hear her nerves through the phone.
“What did you mean when you said we were done? You mean you’re done…with me?”
I hear the sadness in her voice and my traitorous dick immediately hardens as I picture her bottom lip jutting out as she twists a hair around her finger. “No. I shouldn’t have said that. Of course, I’m not done with you. We’ll always be friends, Leigh.” I hear her sniffle and I sit up on my bed to listen closer. “Leigh, are you…crying?”
“No, you jerk, allergies.”
I smirk. “You don’t have allergies.”
“Well…whatever. You were being an ass!”
The smirk falls and my eyebrows furrow in annoyance. “You wouldn’t tell me if you were fucking some other guy!”
“Why does it matter?!”
“Because it fucking does, Leighton,” I growl.
“No, okay! No, I’m not sleeping with Adam. But I guess I should since you’re not going to fuck me anymore.”
Backpedal, Cartwright. Backpedal! “I didn’t…”
“You said we shouldn’t do this anymore. So, what, you were just saying that to get a rise out of me?”
