Page 74 of Our Sweet Revenge


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Although I couldn’t picture anything more erotic than those two fucking, I realized I was thirsty, and it might be a good idea to give them some privacy. I quietly slipped back into my underwear and made my way out of the room, knowing it would take them time to notice me gone.

The air smelled different outside the room—purer, in a way. I stepped into the living room where Jay was lying on the couch, playing with his phone. Based on his damp hair and plain clothes, it seemed he had gone for a shower.

“Done already?” he asked me.

“No, but they should have some privacy.”

From the living room, the sound of sex was barely audible, with an occasional grunt slipping through the air.

“At least you got Anthony to man up,” Jay said and put his phone down.

“He just needed a slight shove in the right direction.”

Jay moved to sit, his expression troubled. “E, listen, I’m sorry about earlier.”

I crossed my arms. “Which part?”

“You know which part. I shouldn’t have forced you to hit him, but it was important for me to know I’m not alone in this.”

“You weren’t alone until you took it too far.”

“Yeah, I’ve been known to do that. Just say we’re cool, okay?”

“We’re cool, but you’ve got to move on from what happened. It’s not healthy for you or for any of us.”

He nodded but remained silent, avoiding my eyes.

I asked, “How did you know I’d be down to doing… you know, these sorts of things with Chris? I could’ve freaked out and sabotaged your plan.”

“Youdidfreak out and sabotage my plan, but I had two assumptions I was counting on. First was that control is addictive; it’s hard to turn away from having so much power over someone, especially when you’re given rational reasons.”

Like how he treated Anthony. Like the fact that he put Jay in prison.

“And what’s the second thing?”

He winked. “Chris is one fuckable son of a bitch.”

I snickered, then I remembered Chris’s story about his childhood, and the laughter died in my throat. Seeing my face, Jay asked, “Do you believe his story?”

“What? Yeah, of course. Come on, he wouldn’t have made something like that up. You think he’s lying?”

Jay was quiet for a moment, then shook his head. “Nah, he was telling the truth. You know more about what happened with his adoptive family?”

“No, you know it was always a sensitive topic. Based on how he acted earlier, I’m thinking the worst.”

“Likewise. Anyway, don’t keep him waiting too long over there.”

I went to the kitchen to drink and splash water on my face. Although the night wasn’t over yet and I still had Chris waiting in the other room, I felt calmer. Things could still go terribly wrong, but for now, Jay wasn’t talking about revenge, and Anthony could once more tolerate being in the same room with Chris. Hell, he wasinsideChris right now.

I went back into the living room where Jay was lying on his back, his eyes closed.

“Don’t you want to sleep in the other bedroom?” I asked.

“The couch’s fine. I’m too tired to move.”

I went into the second bedroom, picked up a pillow and a blanket, then walked back into the living room. “Raise your head.”

He opened his eyes. “You’re such a mom, E.”

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