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I was in college and I hated how bitter her cookies were when Summer made me eat them. Despite my rude comment about her cookies, she just laughed and told me she’d make them better next time.
It couldn’t be her.
I didn’t want it to be her.
As soon as I reached my place, I checked my tablet and Googled her name. Ignoring the feeling of how I was acting like a stalker, I checked her Instagram and the pictures of her at the premiere of her upcoming show, Hate Love.
How did I not recognize it was her? Of course, I couldn’t. Her hair was longer, and the last time I had seen her was the night of her prom when we kissed. I only recognized her today because of her face. And it was covered with a damn mask. Only if we had removed them…
Even her dress. She wore the same blue colored dress in her premiere photo.
Fuck.
I slept with my sister’s best friend.
12
VENT
SUMMER
I slumped on the couch, which was also my bed-slash-desk. It was multipurpose, and I was glad it had lasted me for over two years even though I thrifted it for less than forty dollars.
My feet ached from wearing heels all night, and I tried to rub away the soreness. The event to improve my name and drown out the rumors was successful with little to no accidents.
Except that jerk getting mad over a tiny spill.
But I gotta admit, even though he was a huge grump, his thighs were strong. I remembered the dark gleam in his eyes when I was trying to help him pat it dry. He was definitely a weirdo for getting angry at me. Even when I suggested having it dry cleaned.
My private phone rang. A video call from my girlfriends. I smiled and accepted it, making sure my background was the plain wall.
“Hi my loves!” I beamed at seeing their smiling faces. “I miss you guys so much.”
Mia grinned, her green eyes shining. “I miss you too, Summer! It’s no fun without you here.”
“Mhmm, so you better book a ticket to Coral Springs as soon as… everything clears out,” Emma said, pointing out the big elephant in the room.
I groaned. “I wish I could sue the paparazzi. But Heather is being a big meanie and told me it’s unreasonable!”
“James said he knows a few people who can threaten him to drop the lawsuit…,” Mia trailed off when she saw our faces. I mean, I can accept it coming from Cillian since he has done some shady work, but James? The man who always wears an expensive three-piece suit and glares at anyone who infuriates him through his glasses? Nuh-uh. “Why are you staring at me like that?”
“We are just concerned, M,” Emma replied and looked at me. She looked like she was in her room. “Heather is right. You can’t sue him because you punched him. If you hadn’t, we could have sued the shit out of him for trespassing and filming you and your partners.”
“They are not my partners. They were fooling around, and I was tired and a bit tipsy so I was passed out.”
Mia sympathized with me, but Emma looked at me suspiciously. She was the mother hen of our group, so I knew she wouldn’t believe me. But I didn’t want to tell them about the one-night stand I had at a sex club of all places. If I did, Emma would ask Damon about it just to make sure the person I slept with had a good background history and no crime records. Yes. She would go that far to protect me and keep me safe. Especially after what happened to her in high school.
“Also, did I mention your brother is a huge piece of ass?” I complained, suddenly feeling riled up. “He had the audacity to show up at the same time as the host a.k.a. me.”
Mia and Emma nodded, so I huffed and continued my rant. “I don’t know how you two are related. He is so grumpy and frown-y and he’s always, ‘I don’t give a fuck about you’, ‘Move out of my way before I murder you with my eyes’,” I tried to mimic his deep voice pitching mine low. “He probably doesn’t even know how to smile. Do you have his baby album? I’m sure you do, and I’m even surer that Dorothy—may she rest in peace— photoshopped the smile on his baby pictures, because I don’t trust that that human or creature or whatever he is, can actually smile. His face muscles are glued in a permanent scowl. Do you know how much of an ass he was with me at the event?”
Emma pursed her lips and shook her head. Mia said, “No, go on.”
I took a deep breath and settled deeper in my couch-slash-bed-slash-desk and continued, “Right! So, he didn’t let me go through the revolving door. He pretends to be a gentleman, but he’s so not. I pushed my way through the door, and then he had the audacity to accuse me of having a threesome or an orgy with my cast. Not only that, he kept flirting with my good friend who’s wayyyyy too old for him. Like too old. Like a century old or something.” I shrugged, picking a loose thread on the couch. “I mean, I don’t care if he wants to hit up a cougar, but I should tell you right now, Em. She’s way too good for him. She deserves better.”
Emma nodded. Mia looked like she was snuggled up in her bed with a silly grin on her face.
“You guys know how clumsy I am so—”
