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Although in this situation, the horse is a tall dark guy built like a wrestler with eyes so brown and intense, I sometimes find myself getting lost in them. He also has a really handsome face but he’s about to be dead.
When I get to the mansion, I park my car in the garage before walking in. I see Brock first, he and his girl Annabella are curled up on the sofa in the living room, watching what I think is Grey’s Anatomy. I walk past them without saying hello.
“Taj!” I yell. I’m standing in front of the staircase leading up to his room. I realize I could have climbed up to meet him but I really didn’t feel like exerting the effort. I hear him making his way down a minute later. By now, I’ve gathered a bit of a crowd.
Roman walks shirtless out of his room, a sight that doesn’t faze me despite his seemingly sculpted muscles. I’m used to sights like this living in a house with five other men. Brock and Annabella have paused their show and Phil walks out of the kitchen munching on some crackers.
“What’s going on?” Taj asks as he climbs down the stairs.
Ah, the man of the hour.
It’s a little irritating that my heart does some sort of a backflip a couple of times as he walks toward me. I’m supposed to be mad at him.
I toss him his phone and he catches it.
“I went over to your house,” I say with clenched teeth.
“Okay...?” he says, looking slightly lost. I’m sure my behavior is extremely confusing to him right now. It’s confusing to me too. I’m not used to being this girl. The one that’s jealous and can’t control her emotions. I hate this.
“What’s wrong? You seem mad. Why are you mad?” he asks in quick succession.
I hate how snugly the black Henley he’s wearing fits him. Or the fact that his jet black hair makes him look even more handsome. I’m getting sidetracked because now I’m suddenly thinking of running my hands through his hair.
“Hello?” he asks snapping his fingers in front of my face. “Earth to Petal.”
I push his hands away, a little roughly. He almost stumbles in shock.
“Could you not? I’m mad at you,” I state.
Taj is looking at me like I’m a crazy woman. He’s about to say something when suddenly we hear someone whistling. Everyone turns to look as Alan walks into the house with a big grin on his face. He stops walking when he notices the situation in the room.
“What’s going on?” he asks.
I turn my glare to him and his eyes widen.
“Nothing,” Taj says to Alan and I turn back to him.
“Nothing?” I screech.
Taj’s black eyebrows are furrowed in confusion.
“Petal, I really don’t get why you’re acting this way.”
“Of course not,” I say.
Why do boys have to be so dumb?
“Who was the girl?” I ask him, to jog his memory.
“What girl?”
“The one I found naked in your apartment!”
I see realization dawn on his face as his eyes widen.
“You mean Aurora?” he asks but his voice isn’t so confident anymore.
I nod.
“She’s….” he searches for the right word. “A friend,” he finishes.
I laugh almost hysterically.
“Your friend, Aurora sends her love. I’m going to work.”
Then I turn on my heels and walk away without looking back.
