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“Get out.” They ignored him.
“And you didn’t tell me either,” he said, pointing an accusatory finger at her.
“It’s not like you tell me every time you have a girlfriend,” she shot back, and he rolled his eyes.
“That’s because I never have girlfriends. I fuck around, you know?”
“Get the fuck out!” Jett roared, making her jump. She watched Wes’ throat bob as he looked between them, but whatever he saw on Jett’s face must’ve made him think twice about whatever he was going to say.
He hurried out of the office, leaving her to Jett’s mercy. Traitor.
Not that she thought Jett would hurt her, but she didn’t want to get yelled at. She hated getting scolded. She’d rather get a freaking spanking.
Jett rounded the counter and stalked toward her, caging her against the wall. “I thought I told you to text me when you left school,” he said quietly, his voice different than she’d ever heard. “I haven’t heard from you all day.”
“I forgot,” she mumbled.
“But you didn’t forget to bring Wes’ shoes to him. Didn’t forget to text him back. Didn’t forget about him.” Her eyes widened at his tone. She’d never heard it before. Sure, he’d been upset with her, but he’d never sounded so…cold.
“Daddy?”
“Don’t,” he snapped, and she flinched at the sharp word. “Are you with him?”
“What?” She gaped up at him. “Wes?”
“Stop saying his name.” He pushed off the wall and began pacing in front of her. “Are you fucking him? Was he another guy you met online? Another Daddy?”
“Jett,” she whimpered, tears burning her eyes, but he shook his head.
“You're cheating on me already.” He let out a humorless laugh.
“I—I’m not—” Her hands shook as she wrapped her arms around herself. “Why are you saying this?”
“Cheating. Lying.” He was muttering to himself, not even looking at her. “Should’ve fucking known.”
“Daddy—”
“I said don’t,” he growled.
“You’re not—you’re not—” She couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t get the words out. If she said them, they’d be true.
You’re not my Daddy anymore?
But she didn’t want it to be true. She didn’t want him to leave.
“Jett, man, calm down.” He whirled around, and she shrunk back against the wall. When had Wes come back into the room? She hadn’t even seen him.
“Calm down?” Jett laughed again, shaking his head. “Didn’t expect this from you. From either of you.” He shot her an accusatory look over his shoulder, and she felt a hot tear drip from her eye. He tracked it, swallowing thickly before shaking his head and looking away.
“What the fuck do you think is going on between us? She’s my friend. That’s all.”
“Sure.”
“You’re making an ass of yourself, man,” Wes said, shaking his head. She tried to take a breath but she couldn’t. Why couldn’t she breathe? “I don’t know what’s going on between you two?—”
“I thought she was my girlfriend, but apparently, she’s yours, too.”
“Fuck you,” Wes snarled. “Abbie isn’t that kind of girl. And if you don’t know that, then you don’t deserve her.”
