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“He’s here,” I say, shifting my attention back to the TV where some Hallmark movie is playing in the background. It would be so much easier if my life were anything like those movies.
“Didn’t we want to kick him in the balls last I saw you?”
“Maybe.” I take a sip of my drink, enjoying the sweet taste on my tongue.
“What changed?”
Yasmin sits on my other side. “That’s what I want to know too.”
I roll my eyes at my friends, letting out a long sigh. “Do we really have to discuss this? Now?”
“Yes!” the two of them say in unison.
“What are we talking about?” Aly asks as she enters the room and plops down in the armchair across from us.
“Prescott and Jade,” Yasmin mock whispers as she grabs a bottle of red and starts pouring it into the glasses. She looks at me, but I just shake my head. “Spill.”
“There is nothing to spill.”
Yasmin quirks her brow at me, clearly calling my bullshit. “He came here when you told us you all were broken up!”
Aly’s eyes widen as she looks from me to Prescott and back. “You two are not together?”
“We are… I’m not even sure what we are,” I say honestly. “His family is a piece of work, and that’s saying something when it comes from me.”
“So what? He just decided to come here instead?”
When everything else goes to shit, I always come back to one person. You. You’re my person, Jade.
A shiver runs through me as his words ring in my mind. I couldn’t get them out of my head, just like I couldn’t forget what he told me.
He thinks he is the one responsible for his brother’s death.
“There is a reason why he reacted the way he did.” Grace opens her mouth to protest, but I stop her before she can utter a word. “I mean it, Grace. It was a damn good reason too.”
“I’ll believe it when I hear it.”
“Well, you’re not going to hear it because it’s not my story to tell.” I grab one of the cushions and throw it at her. “Now, enough. I don’t want to talk about it any longer.”
“What don’t you want to talk about?”
A hand touches my shoulder, making tingles go down my spine. I tilt my head back to find Prescott standing behind me, his gaze on me.
“You guys done?”
“He wiped the table,” Mason yells.
The corner of my mouth tilts upward. “Did you now?”
“Maybe.”
“Then why not keep playing?”
Prescott smirks. “I have to leave them with some dignity, at least.”
I let out an exaggerated sigh, “I guess there is that.”
“So what you wanna do, doll?”
