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Ghost slowly opened his eyes and stared me down. “You’re still here?”
He was stubborn. “I told you, we’re going to talk.”
“So talk, fucker.” He wiped a hand down his face. “I don’t have all night.”
He wasn’t going to make this easy. I opened up my bottle and took a sip, wondering how to say what I needed to. “Why did you kiss Remi at the nightclub?”
He shrugged nonchalantly. “She’s hot.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Do you kiss every hot girl that you meet?”
“Pretty much.” He said it with a cocky flair, but he wasn’t smirking. It was hard to read what he was thinking.
“Have you kissed Trudy? She’s hot.”
He leaned forward and grabbed the water bottle off the table. “What the fuck are we doing here, Grey? I’m running out of patience.”
I tried a different angle. “You got up in my face and told me to stay away from Remi.”
Ghost had a hard edge to him, but when I looked closer, he seemed lost and not so full of blustering confidence. “This is all about Remi?”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “Not entirely. But she obviously has some feelings for you, and I want to know what’s going on.”
He scoffed. “Why don’t you ask her?”
I pinned him with my stare. “I will when I talk to her, but I’m asking you. Do you have feelings for her? Fuck, did you have sex with her?”
He slouched against the couch cushions, his eyes half-closed and lips down-turned. He exhaled heavily, a contemptuous expression on his face. “If you’re going to beat the shit out of me, let’s get this over with. But, I’ll warn you, I’m not going to just sit here and take it. Let’s see how much they love you in Hollywood when you go back with two black eyes.”
“Remi doesn’t sleep around. She’s not like that.” The realization that they slept together started to sink in. The emotions surged within me like boiling-hot lava, rising more and more until I felt my face flush with jealousy, my mouth go dry with disbelief, and my stomach churn with anxiety. My voice sounded rough, like it was dragged over sandpaper. “Fuck, you did have sex with her.”
Ghost’s face tightened and his jaw clenched as he witnessed my confusion. His fists balled up, and his blue eyes flared with anger. “What the fuck, Grey? She told me her boyfriend broke up with her. She was really upset about it, but she never mentioned your name. I had no idea she was seeing you.”
“She was upset?” I glared at him. “So you took advantage of her?”
“No. God damn, you’re a dick.” His fists balled up, and his blue eyes flared with disgust. “I didn’t have sex with her the night she was upset. Actually, Grey, if we’re being truthful here, it could be said that Remi took advantage of me when I was at a weak moment, but I’m not an asshole and I take responsibility for my own actions.”
Remi had slept with him. I needed to push aside the jealousy and hurt that was bubbling up and think more calmly about this situation before I did or said something stupid and caused everything to fall apart.
Remi had feelings for Ghost — that I was sure of. I already knew by the way she talked about him and the way she kissed him, but if she had sex with him, that confirmed it.
It was vaguely amusing because I had feelings for him, too. Remi didn’t even know that Ghost was the man I’d been secretly pining for. Was this a big fat joke the universe was playing on me? Or merely a coincidence?
Fear clawed at my insides. Depending on how this played out — it could lead to utter devastation for me. I imagined myself watching from the sidelines as Remi and Ghost got together and fell in love. My heart would shatter as I lost everything that mattered to me.
I wasn’t a fan of sitting back and letting the universe do its thing. I liked to take matters into my own hands. Instead of being resigned to fate, I wondered how I could twist this worrisome turn of events into something good.
A text notification sounded on my phone. I pulled the phone from my pocket and glanced down at the screen.
Remi: Finished up with work. Going to sleep. Hope you’re having fun at the club.
Ghost was tuning me out, picking at a frayed piece of his worn jeans.
“It’s Remi,” I said as I typed in a reply.
Me: I left the club. I’m at the hotel with Ghost. We’re having an interesting discussion.
Her response came in a rapid succession of texts.
