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“He admitted she was the one to initiate the kiss at the bar, but that’s it.”
“You believe him?” she asks, sounding skeptical.
“Yeah, I believe him.”
“Makes sense. I mean, we both know that Angela is always trying to mess with you. You know how much she hates you, and for the life of me I can’t figure out why,” Mel admits as I shut off my treadmill.
She’s right, Angela and I have never gotten along, no matter how much effort I put in. The girl hates me. My phone goes off and when I pick it up, I can’t help the smile that crosses my face.
“That from him?” she asks as I nod.
I open the text only to see a shirtless selfie of him on the field, reminding me just how fucking gorgeous that man is.
“It’s not fair that he looks like that when he’s all sweaty, and we look like this.” She motions between us and I mockingly gasp.
“What? You mean I don’t look like a ray of sunshine right now? Speak for yourself,” I tease as we walk back into the locker room as Mel sits down on the bench and pulls out her phone. I rummage through my bag, trying to find a new shirt to wear tonight when I glance over and see a single tear fall down Mel’s cheek.
“Honey, what’s wrong?” I whisper, sitting next to her and wrapping my arm around her shoulders.
“My mom called last week and set me up with one of her friend’s sons.”
“Nothing new there,” I mumble as she chuckles softly to herself.
“You know they’re always pushing that country club cult shit at me, and I usually go along with it because I am not one to turn down a free dinner.”
“Naturally.”
“But this time was different. This time it went too far.” A sinking dread fills my stomach as she places her head in her hands.
“What happened?” the caution in my voice isn’t lost on her and she turns her eyes toward me, the fear and anxiety evident in their depths.
She takes a deep breath as her head tilts to stare up at the ceiling.
“I went to meet this guy, not expecting much and everything started out great. The guy was hot, like Tom Hiddleston in Thor kind of hot.”
I wag my eyebrows but when her face turns white, I scoot closer and pull her even closer to my side.
“As the night went on, he kept touching me, in subtle ways that usually don’t bother me but that night it started to bother me. It creeped me out the way his eyes tracked my every move, lingering on my legs and tits as if they were some kind of prize he could win at the end of the night. It got so bad that I would deliberately move away from him if he got too close, and I thought he was starting to get the point… until he drove me home.”
She’s shaking beside me, holding her phone so hard I can see her knuckles turning white. I know saying something right now will just deter her, so I stay quiet, wrapping my arms around her and pray this story doesn’t end the way I think it will.
“He parked the car outside my place and when I moved to get out, he locked the doors. I turned, just about to ask him what he was doing when he kissed me.”
I tense, her chest heaving next to mine.
“I tried to push him away, but he kept pulling me closer. His hands were everywhere, so I did the only thing that popped into my mind. I punched him.”
I do a silent dance because I’m so damn proud of her for that.
“I managed to get out of the car, and I just ran. I ran so hard until I couldn’t see his car anymore. I didn’t even go home. I just ran until I didn’t feel dirty anymore.”
The helplessness that settles into my bones weighs me down. I have no idea how she feels right now but I can guess and all I want to do is take it all away from her.
“Did you tell anyone?” I say, hoping she called the cops.
“I called my mom.”
I grimace, knowing right away that was the wrong choice.
