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A fainthellosounds from the phone, and I make a sign with my hand to tell her to wrap up.
“Luke, I gotta go, man. Tell me more about her tomorrow. She sounds great, though. Might be the one.”
She hangs up and looks up at me.
“Sam, I can’t stay here. All my stuff is at the Murrays, Hannah and Thomas will worry.”
I step away, turn around, and run a hand over my face.
Just say what you have to say and leave.
For fuck’s sake, I can’t focus. My body is calling for hers, and my brain can’t function. All I can think of is the sheets that are a second away from dropping a little too low. The waistband of her lace underwear that’s showing, and I want to grab and rip it with my teeth.
I hear her shuffle, the sound of her feet hitting the floor, and I turn around.
“I don’t even have a change of contacts. I need my glasses or something. You can’t just let me be blind, that’s really shitty, even from you.”
I don’t say anything, my eyes are stuck on the black lace covering her pussy. It’s see-through, and I can see how bare she is underneath. Why? Why is she fucking shaving? Who is she seeing?
Rachel. It must be for Rachel.
What if it’s someone else? She followed Mattock to my house, ready for a good fuck. Rose loves fucking and being fucked.
Anger boils in me.
It’s a thong. I can’t see the back, but I know the shape. My lips part, attempting to take a calming breath. She’s talking, but I can’t hear her over the beating in my ears.
“…and honestly, you just don’t know what it’s like to talk to someone and just see a blurred face responding.”
I pick up her jeans from the floor in a furious movement and push them against her chest so hard she falters two steps back to balance herself.
“Get fucking dressed,” I hiss.
Her eyes widen, confused. “What the fuck. It’s not the first time you’ve seen me like this.”
“We’re not kids anymore,” I justify in a lie. “And I’ve got a boyfriend.”
I make no fucking sense whatsoever.
“Talking about him,” I finally say, my brain reminding me of why I came in here. I pinch the bridge of my nose with my forefinger and thumb. I can’t deal with this girl right now. “I swear to god, Rose. You better behave around him, because if I get one more complaint, it’ll be me coming to Vue with you. And you’re not going to enjoy your time there if it’s with me.”
“Yeah, cause I was enjoying myself so much till now,” she mutters to herself.
“Just do what you’re told, and everyone stays alive.”
I walk to the ensuite bathroom without giving her a chance to reply. I grab a small bag under the sink and walk back to her.
“Here.”
She drops her jeans back to the floor and grabs it, skeptically eyeing me. Slowly, she unzips the pouch and opens it as if a snake is about to pop out, making me roll my eyes so hard it gives me a headache.
When she finally realizes what it is, she snorts and takes out the box of contacts.
“Are these mine?”
“Only one White sibling used to have a habit of sleeping here,” I deadpan. But my anger has calmed, and my mind settled. My heart feels wrapped in cotton, memories of her and I spending time alone at my apartment taking hold of it.
She used to make me laugh so much.
