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“That isn’t even the best part. The question you should really be asking us is… why did shehavethat one-night stand six years ago?” Penny smiles at me, leaning to the side to rest her hand on a sign that saysHonk if you think Ben has a micropenis.
Don’t ask. Don’t you dare fucking ask, Ford. This is Sidney’s personal business that has…everythingto do with me, shit!
“Fine, why?” I spit out, rubbing my fist against my chest when it starts to feel like it’s caving in.
Ginger leans closer to me, lowering her voice. “Because we did a background check on you, jackass.”
Oh, shit.
“It’s insulting you actually thought we wouldn’t.” Penny shakes her head at me. “Some strange guy from out of town sniffing around my sister, and he suddenly makes her all mopey when he ghosts her? You’re damn right we did some digging after you skipped town that first year. Don’t worry. We only told her one teensy, tiny, little thing a month after you left.”
“Just the part about you being engaged before you showed up here,” Ginger inserts.
“Thought it would perk her up, since, you know, she claims she’s not a relationship girl, and there you were, a big, strong, handsome man whodoesrelationships. Definitely not her type.”
Goddammit.
“I have never seen her throw back so much tequila.”
“I didn’t even think her stomach was big enough for that much alcohol.”
The girls spend a few minutes laughing about Sidney singing karaoke that night, while I consider throwing the hammer in my hand through Ben’s front window.
You would think being friends with someone for six years means they know a lot about your history. As much as I wanted to tell Sidney everything about myself that first night we spent together, I didn’t want her to look at me differently. I didn’t want her to think I was anything but the hero who got her out of jail right in the middle of a panic attack. I never told Sidney I was supposed to be walking down the aisle the month after I met her. I told her I didn’t do relationships, she told me she only had flings, and then she never asked about that part of my life again.
“She’s known about that this entire time?”
Why didn’t she ever say anything? Why didn’t she ever call me out on it?
“Not how it ended. We figured that was your story to tell her. It’s one of the other reasons we’ve allowed you to live and continue making my sister mopey,” Penny lets me know, showing me a rare look of sympathy that makes my skin itch. “So, yeah. Now we’re getting to the fun part. Sidney found out you’d been engaged before, and Sidney did not like the idea of you being engaged before. We overheard her telling Callie that you actually do relationships; you just don’t do them with someone likeher.”
“Ta-da! The grand finale!” Ginger throws her arms up in the air and waves her hands around, while I think about bending over and throwing up in the grass.
Jesus Christ, the hits just keep right on coming from these two. I have been fucking things up since the day I met her.
“We almost made our presence known and beat the shit out of her for even having those thoughts.” Penny shakes her head in disgust. “But then Sidney proceeded to drink her weight in tequila, which is always a good time to watch, so we forgave her. And that led to her trying to fuck you out of her system.”
“It didn’t work.” Ginger shakes her head.
“He was a gym teacher. Of course it didn’t work. He was cute, but he smelled like stale coffee and never took his whistle off from around his neck.” Penny scoffs before turning to look at me again. “Like I said, my sister is all talk. She thinks she doesn’t do relationships, but she doesn’t do flings either. She’s had three.”
It suddenly feels like someone just walked up and kicked my legs out from under me.
“Can you really, technically count the guy she lost her virginity to during her senior year of high school the day before he left for college?” Ginger laughs.
My head feels like it’s underwater, and all I can hear is the pounding of my heart in my ears.
“True. It’s an even sadder number at two then.” Penny chuckles.
“We laugh every time she talks about it being her thing.”
“It’s not her thing.”
“If it evenwasa thing, it hasn’t been her thing since you came to town.”
“You’reher thing.”
