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“I wanted to give them a chance,” Luna continues sadly, propping her chin on my chest. “To not be assholes for once. I swear, they weren’t always that bad.”
“It’s okay, sweetheart.” Stooping to kiss her forehead, I run my hands along goosebumps arms. “You forgot your coat.”
“I can’t go back in there.”
Another kiss and I release her, slipping off my jacket and wrapping it around her. “I’ll get it.”
I plan on being stealthy. Hand a waiter a generous incentive to go grab it, linger by the bar, in-and-out in under thirty seconds.
That all goes to shit when a hand caresses my bicep.
“Jackson.” Eva appears out of nowhere, pouting when I shake her off and step away. “You don’t have to leave.”
“Yes, we do.”
“We,” she attempts to coo, but her tone is bitter. “How cute.”
My jaw clenches. “Do we have a problem?”
“You probably do.” For the first time tonight, that falsely polite expression fades, becoming something borderline vicious as she leans in, voice low and conspiratory. “You know she's only with you for the money, right? Her and her mom are, like, totally poor. She could only go to college because she got a scholarship.”
Fucking snob.
I’m saved from answering by the return of the waiter, fluffy pink coat in hand, but it’s a brief reprieve. When I make for the door, Eva follows. “She's using you.”
“That’s enough.”
“Come on, you really like that little gold-digging tramp?”
I stop in my tracks, head whipping toward her. “Watch your mouth.”
“You know she's cheating on you, right?” God, the glee on her face, the joy she’s getting out of trying to ruin someone else, is fucking despicable. “She fucked Owen on Thanksgiving weekend.”
I almost laugh right in her face, I really do. Utter amusement curls my mouth upward but Eva’s must be too far gone to notice because she continues, “We went clubbing and they disappeared together. No one could get in contact with either of them for, like, two days.”
“So?”
Frustrated that I’m not falling for her ploy, a hint of desperation taints Eva’s tone as she blurts out, “I saw them together the day after. At a cafe. They looked pretty close. But, hey, what do I know?”
I pause briefly; call it dramatic effect. “You saw them?”
A triumphant smile breaks out across Eva’s face. “Mmhmm.”
“You saw Luna and Owen together Thanksgiving weekend?”
“Yes.” She feigns being annoyed at having to repeat herself. “They were kissing, actually.”
“That's weird,” I can’t help but laugh, “because I was with Luna that weekend. All weekend. In my hotel room. And I'm pretty sure I'd remember if Owen was there.”
Her face falls so fast it's downright comical. “I-”
“You're a bitch,” I finished for her. “A lying, manipulative, nasty bitch.”
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me,” I reply tiredly because I am so fucking done with these people. “You and your friends are pathetic.”
I can't tell if it's embarrassment or anger flushing previously pale cheeks a bright red color, but either way, Eva's face reddens something fierce. “Who do you think you are?”
