Page 7 of Spin The Bottle
“Of course,” Madi says. “You’re a better roommate than this one, anyway.” She gestures with her head to Gabi.
“Take that back.” Gabi narrows her eyes at Madeline, who’s smirking. She shakes her head, laughing at Gabi’s expression.
“Actually,” Rosie says. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that.”
“About what?”
“Well, I know you can’t change roommates, but would you like to move in here?”
I blink. Move in here? “You’re serious?” She nods, a smile tugging at her lips. Shit. That would be amazing, but… “Where would you go?”
She shrugs, tucking her blonde hair behind her ear. “I was thinking of moving in with Grayson.”
My eyes widen. “Really?”
“Whipped,” Gabi sings.
She shakes her head, a smile on her lips. “Yeah,” she says. “I practically sleep there all the time anyway, and he’s asked me once or twice.”
My eyes widen. “And you said yes?”
“Not yet. But if you want this place, then it’s yours.”
I smile at my best friend since high school. “I would love to, but I don’t think I can afford this place.” IknowI can’t afford it. This apartment is 1000 square feet of wealth. The couch Madi is sitting on probably costs more than everything I own. There’s no way I could ever pay for this place.
Rosie shrugs. “My mother pays for it,” she says. “She’ll never know.”
I eye the girls, and their expressions say everything.Do it, they scream with their eyes. I glance at my best friend once more, mulling it over, knowing everything in me wants to say hell yes. “You’re sure?”
She nods. “I’m very sure. It’s a win-win, Leila, just say yes.”
I blow out a heavy breath, unable to contain the grin on my face. “I don’t have to put up with Tiffany anymore?”
“Thank fuck,” Gabi mutters. “She was a disaster. I knew it from the moment I saw her.”
“You can’t judge someone by how they look,” Madi says. “She could have been a really nice girl.”
Gabi shrugs. “But she wasn’t,” she says. “She said the only reason I was bi was because I’m a whore.” Damn. I didn’t know that. “She looks evil and is evil.”
Tiffany was one of the worst people I’ve ever had the displeasure of being around. She was judgmental and had no regard for my personal space. And now, hearing that she offended my friend? I owe Rosie big time for finally being done with her.
“And you didn’t slap her?” Madi asks, her brows lifting.
Gabriella flicks her brown hair behind her shoulders, letting out a sigh. “It’s not worth it. People are just going to say what they want no matter what I do.” She glances at Rosie, a smile on her lips. “You’re moving in with Grayson.”
We all note how Gabi seems to want to change the subject, so Rosie smiles, a blush peeking on her pale skin. “Yeah,” she breathes out. “I am.”
I nudge her. “How do you feel about that?”
She blows out a breath, a huge grin on her face. “Good,” she says. “I can’t wait.”
Her phone rings beside her, and by the smile on her face, I can already guess who it is.
“Is that lover boy?” Gabi asks.
Rosie lifts her eyes, a laugh escaping her. “Don’t call him that,” she says, scrunching her nose. “But yes.” She drops her eyes again, texting away. “Do you guys want to come over later?” Rosie says, lifting her head to look at us.
“To Grayson’s?” Madi asks.
