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Sure enough, Maya is pulled away from my side and a slender, pretty guy sits on my lap, batting his lashes. “Missed you, Daddy.”
“Eww. You’re so cringe,” Kill says.
“Can’t believe I’m agreeing with Kill, but you so are.” Maya jams her finger in her mouth and makes a vomiting sound.
Simon holds out a palm without looking at them. “Talk to the hand, bitches.”
“Get off. And don’t call my sister a bitch or I’ll choke the fuck out of you.”
“Love it when you choke me, Daddy.”
Jesus. I’m getting flashbacks. Do I sound this desperate when I talk to Bran?
“You’re, like, a year younger than him,” Maya says. “In what world is he your daddy?”
“Daddy is a state of mind, ignorant.”
“Simon, stand up before I knock you off,” I say.
“But I missed you. You haven’t been replying to my texts. I’m so lonely without you.” He leans in to whisper in my ear, “I can’t wait to have your monster cock rail me all the way to heaven, Daddy.”
I swear this used to do something for me.
Now, he’s just annoying and clingy.
You’re annoying and clingy, too, in someone else’s eyes.
I start to push him away but pause when I sense eyes digging holes into my skull.
Who has the audacity to glare at me—
I lift my head and my gaze clashes with none other than Bran’s.
He stands at the cashier with his cousin Creighton and friend Remington. The latter is talking animatedly. Creighton doesn’t seem to be listening, but Bran…
Bran’s entire attention is on me.
Fuck me.
He’s watching me, openly, his body turned in my direction as he narrows his eyes on me. And for a second, I think he’ll come over here and remove Simon or something.
I think he’ll stake a public claim on me.
Instead, his walls build around him one by one. That stupid fucking fake smile curves his lips as he turns to his friends, grabs his drink, and walks out of the coffee shop as if nothing happened.
As if he didn’t even see me.
That fucking—
Rage swirls inside me and I knock Simon over, needing to peel his fingers from my clothes before he finally lets go.
I’m thankful to Maya and Mia, who stop him from following me, because I can’t be responsible for his safety if he gets in the middle of the hurricane coiling inside me.
By the time I get outside, there’s no trace of Bran.
Motherfucking fucker.
I pull out my phone to send him a text and then stop. What the fuck will I say? Offer excuses?
