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I reach for my water, which he allows, and play with the straw, staring at it instead of him. “Maybe now … but not then.”
His eyes narrow my way. “I was a stupid teenager, Chloe. Get over it.”
“Get over it?You don’t understand the consequences I had to deal with because of yourstupid teenageractions.”
He throws cash onto the bar and rises from his stool. “Stand up before I call your ex-fiancé and ask if he’ll ditch his wedding to pick you and your vibrator-loving pussy up.” He pauses and grabs his flannel, throwing it on over his tee. Then, he leans in. “On second thought, I won’t even need to call him. The groom’s party walked in. Now, you can either leave with me and not face your ex and his new wife or you can keep your ass in this corner and watch their happiness. It’s up to you.”
I glance up to see Kent’s best man walking to the bar with a bridesmaid at his side.
This is where they chose to reception it up?
I grab my purse. “Fine, but how am I getting my car in the morning?”
“I rode with my sister. She helps Maliki close sometimes. I’ll drive your car.” He holds out his hand. “Keys, neighbor dearest.”
I roll my eyes but grab them from my bag and shove them in his hand. “Can we go out another way, so they don’t see me?”
He nods toward the back exit and grabs my water. “Sure can.”
I allow him to take my hand, and he guides me down a dimly lit hallway. My head spins, and I use the wall and him to level myself. The chilly night hits me when we make it outside, and my car headlights blink when he hits the unlock button on my key.
Opening the passenger door, he assists me into the seat and then moves to the driver’s side.
He hands me the water and helps me with my seat belt. “Drink this,” he orders.
I gulp it down, realizing how thirsty I am.
He rests his hand on the top of my seat while reversing out of the parking spot. “See, I’m a nice guy, babe.”
“Fries and rides don’t make everything better,” I mutter. “They don’t erase my hate for you, so, no, you’re still not a nice guy.”
“I’ll prove it to you then.”
I narrow my eyes at him. “What does that mean?”
“You shall see, dear neighbor.”
2
Kyle
Five days out of the week, my mornings consist of showering, pouring myself a cup of coffee, and then walking outside to fuck with Chloe before she leaves for work.
I consider it our cute little routine.
She most likely thinks of it as a prologue to the day she murders my ass.
I tap my fingers against the steering wheel of Chloe’s Honda and peek over at her slouched in the passenger seat. She’s desperate if she’s publicly drinking and allowing me to drive her home.
I ditched the guys as soon as I caught sight of her sitting in the back of the bar, resembling an old heartbreak country song. Gage gave me a glare and then a sly smirk when I instructed him to bury my body next to my grandmother’s in case she killed me, and my sister sent me five smile emojis after I sent her a text saying I didn’t need a ride home. They’ve been up my ass about getting a girlfriend, like it will establish world peace.
“Quit staring at me like that,” she snarls.
“Like what?” I ask.
“Like you pity me.”
“I don’t pity you.” I stop to correct myself. “Scratch that. I do pity you.”
