Page 126 of Tell Me All Your Lies

Out of the corner of my eye, I see a figure slowly coming up the stairs.

Grant.

He climbs each step as Fred focuses on me.

“Come on, baby, what do you say? Let me fuck you right now. I promise it’ll be better than what he gives you,” Fred continues.

“Is that so?” Grant says.

Fred takes a surprised step back and staggers in the opposite direction from where Grant approaches.

I let out a relieved breath of air and feel my heart beating wildly in my chest. Grant looks over at me as he passes.

“Did he touch you?” he asks.

“Just my neck.”

A tick appears in his jaw as his eyes darken and set course for Fred once again.

“What were you saying to my wife?”

“Nothing. It was nothing. Just messing with her.” Fred stumbles over his words.

Grant hums thoughtfully.

“Messing with her.”

“Yeah, that’s all. She was snooping in my house, and I know it’s not for some fucking birthday party.”

“It was.”

Grant towers over Fred. All the blood drains from Fred’s face as he waits for Grant’s next move.

“You’re so interested in my wife,” Grant says.

“I’m not.”

Grant cocks an eyebrow and looks back at me. A devilish smile takes over.

“You’re not? I recall you saying you wanted a piece of her pie.”

Oh no. Grant might actually kill him.

Grant picks Fred up by his shoulders and slams him against the hallway wall.

“I don’t want anything from her,” Fred cries out.

“Now who’s lying?” Grant chuckles.

I wrap my arms around Grant’s waist as he holds onto Fred.

“Ace, don’t do this.”

Grant looks over his shoulder at me.

“All I see is his blood spilling everywhere. He touched you.”

Grant looks back at Fred.

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