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I took in Ari and Magnus with Barrett’s back still to me. Like two nervous little schoolboys being caught looking through the peephole into the girls’ bathrooms, their faces were grim.
What the actual fuck? Were they a part of this too?
“I repeat, what the fuck is going on here? Barrett?”
Barrett slowly stood up, turning around so we were at eye level.
My nostrils flared as I sucked back a large intake of oxygen, my body in fight-or-flight mode and positively raging.
“Maybe we should go somewhere more private, Connor,” Barrett pleaded.
I stared from Barrett to Lourde, then back around at the lingering people in the apartment who were not so subtly staring our way.
“Fine,” I grunted, baring my teeth in barely-there control.
Lourde, who looked like a deer, seconds from being eaten by a lion, now moved to stand next to Barrett.
“Follow me.”Lourde motioned toward her bedroom wing.
With each step I took, my body was fueled with more rage, lies, and betrayal.
What the actual fuck?What happened in the Hamptons between the two of them? Barrett wouldn’t dare.
Yet tonight, you wanted to fuck Pepper.
Hypocrite.
I shook away the thought.
The door shut behind me, and I faced Barrett, who still had his back toward me.
“Tell me what the fuck is going on because I sure as hell don’t think my best friend would be screwing my baby sister.”
He walked over to Lourde, standing beside her. She held her hands in front of her, fidgeting with her fingers.
“Look, Connor, we wanted to tell you.”
“You fucking what?” Still slightly inebriated, I stepped forward, a bit unsteady on my feet, but before I could reach him, Lourde stepped between us, forcing me to step back.
“Stop it, Connor, and just listen, please.”
Listen, was she fucking serious? My baby sister and Barrett?
“I love him,” she said with her hands on Barrett’s chest.
“You fucking what?”
“I love him,” she repeated. But her revelation still made no sense the second time.
Lourde stared at me, then back to Barrett. I was so confused staring between them. What was happening?Someone, please tell me this was just an alcohol-induced misunderstanding.That had to be it,right?
“It started in the Hamptons when you suggested I stay with him.”
Confusion now gave way to intense anger.
I looked past her and squared up to Barrett. “I knew I couldn’t trust you. What did I say to you? I said not to fucking touch her.” I turned to face Lourde. “He is a player, Lourde. We all are. He’s slept with most of Manhattan.”
“That was in the past, Connor,” Barrett said. “Lourde’s different. I’ve never cared about anyone as much as I do Lourde.”
