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In more ways than one, I want to tell hioing to take s, but the venoht and turn to look at hi uy who interrupted us earlier Your fking boss, Fable Or should I say the boss you’re fking?”
Oh My God Where the hell did he get that idea? “I should pull over right now and dump you on the side of the road”
“Go for it I’ll call the cops and say you stole ive him my best, meanest stare, the one that scares the crap out of Owen every tiht back “Try ine, as pedal so hard we both lurch forward in our seat The truck takes off quickly, the tires squealing against the asphalt,curses under his breath but I don’t care I ignore hiine propel hts until all I feel is the speed
But I can’t control my mind, no matter how much I want to It’s awhirl with questions Why did he think Colin and I were together? Why would Drew text ht that was the case? Why was he at the strip club? Did he have his hands all over a stripper? I swear I can s on his clothes The idea that he ith another girl, had his hands on some stupid stripper, even e, as pedal even harder
“Are you trying to get us into a wreck?”
His quiet voice pierceslike a reckless jackass, and I ease up on the gas, evening out to a morethe fool
My usual mode of operation when I’m in Drew’s presence
We’re silent the rest of the drive, with the exception of Drew telling ets nicer and nicer the farther and farther I drive I’m filled with jealousy as I take in the trees that line the street, the perfectly ht bursts of colorful flowers, even in the middle of winter Landscapers maintain all of the lawns on this side of town and they are utter perfection
Unlike the grass and yards in hborhood, which are uneven and brown in spots No pretty flowers in sight where I live We rown shrubs at my apartment complex They hide all the flaell
“Nice place,” I say once I pull into the parking spot he directs ated, keeping the riffraff out Like me I’m considered riffraff, I’m sure
“Do you need to call your boyfriend to pick you up?” he asks, his voice lonrightmy expression is as incredulous as I feel “I don’t have a boyfriend”
He raises his brows “So the guy who basically told me to take a hike isn’t your boyfriend”
“He’s not He’s my boss That’s it” I slowly shake my head, pissed that I even have to explain ht, then?”