Page 36 of The Bet
“That they split up.”
“Great.” As if she cared, though it went some way towards explaining why he’d had his tongue rammed down Kay’s throat that night.
“Great?”Cara repeated.
“As in ‘please leave.’ I need to get to bed.”
Cara sauntered towards the door. “Did you get to talk to him?”
“Yes,” Izzy walked towards the door and ushered her friend out.
“What’s he like?”
Izzy yawned. “A jerk. He’s a real jerk. He thinks he’s god’s gift to women.”
“He’s a player,” Cara stuck her foot so that the door wouldn’t close. “Did he try it on with you?”
“Who didn’t he try it on with?”
“Really?” Cara squealed.
“You need to let me get some sleep.”
“Tomorrow—you’ll tell me more tomorrow?”
“Yes,” she replied, letting out a harsh breath before closing the door. She thanked her lucky stars she’d never have to see Xavier Stone again.
