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Mara and I never hid our whereabouts just in case we woke up and the other one wasn’t home.
It’s still early, so Mara and Jake may still be sleeping.
Turning around, I take my key out of the lock and close the door softly, locking it back.
A throat clears behind me and it’s not Mara’s.
Shit.
This is exactly what I was hoping to avoid.
I take a deep breath, square my shoulders, and turn around to face Jake. His eyes are narrowed as he studies me. His gaze looks at my attire.
I’m still wearing the same clothes as I was yesterday- san panties. Those are shoved deep down into my bag.
“You didn’t come home last night.” His voice is hard and icy and his tone is sharp.
It’s not any of his business where I was last night.
“Okay, and?”
Was he waiting for a confession? Waiting for me to tell him where I was and who I was with?
I’m not a child anymore, and I’ll be damned if I let him treat me like one.
“Where were you last night, Shae?” He asks, as if he actually has a right to know where I was.
“Not that it’s any of your business, but I was off campus. You can say and do whatever you want, but I refuse to let you control me any longer. I’m done with your games.”
Without giving him another look, I head into my room and close my door.
I dump my bag on the floor and head to my closet, grabbing a pair of jean shorts, a bra, a pair of panties, and the oversized t-shirt that I bought while at the Cape.
When I come out of the closet with my arms full of clothes, Mara is laying on my bed with her bag on the floor next to mine.
I offer her a smile before lifting my shirt over my head.
“So,” she begins as she leans her head back against my pillow and closes her eyes.
“Yes?” I question her as I slip out of the rest of my clothes and throw them in my dirty clothes hamper.
“What was the stuff that Jake photographed?”
I look toward the discarded photographs that are still laying on the floor and answer honestly. “Damien and I kissing and then climbing into his car to have sex.”
Her eyes shoot open and land on me. “Whoa. Really?”
I don’t know what to say, so I just nod.
She sits up, intrigued for more information. “Like full on sex?”
I roll my eyes at her absurd question. “Yes. Damien and I had full on sex.”
Whatever that is supposed to mean. Is that the same as regular sex?
“No silly.” She shakes her head. “Did Jake take pictures of you and Damien having sex? Like while you two were in the middle of the act?”
My gaze once again goes to the pile of photographs. “Yeah. You can look if you want.”
