“Are you sure it can’t wait until after smoothies?”
Marley looks at me with those blue eyes of hers making my knees weak, and I can tell she sees right through my bullshit. “Why don’t you want me to go into the house, JJ?”
“Marley, we should go,” I say softly, trying to be as gentle as possible. Her head looks back and forth between me and the house, and she shakes her head.
“No, I’m going inside.”
Why didn’t I tell her sooner?I catch her wrist loosely, stopping Marley as she turns. “Please, let’s just go,” I say, and Marley’s right to look at me like I’ve betrayed her.In a way, it’s exactly what I’ve done.
She slips from my grip, darting up the stairs to disappear into the house. “Oh fuck,” I swear under my breath, following after her.
I’m through the door when Luka pokes his head in the hallway, his face twisted in confusion. “Why is Marley here?”
“Motherfucker,” Asher swears, and I ignore both of them to follow after Marley as I hear her raise her voice for the first time since meeting her.
“You fucking asshole!”
CHAPTER EIGHT
Marley
I. THINK. WE. Should. Go.
Each individual word echoes in my head, and I can’t believe how stupid I’ve been. I didn’t piece it together until JJ said a second time we should go, and then I saw the guilt lying in his features. Knowing JJ knew might hurt more than learning Trent’s cheating on me.
I pause in front of Trent’s closed door, and then I hear a moan from inside the room.
I.
Think.
We.
Should.
Go.
I push the door open, a hurricane of emotions swirling inside me at the sight of another girl riding my boyfriend.
“Oh yeah, just like that, baby.”Trent groans, his hands tightly holding her hips, and my jaw hits the floor.
“You fucking asshole!”
Trent freezes, his head snapping in my direction, and the girl shrieks, covering her chest with her arms.
“Marley, babe, it’s not what it looks like,” Trent stammers, pushing her off him, and I see at least he had the decency to use a condom with her.
“Really? So you died, and she was trying to resuscitate you? Or was it the other way around?” I ask, laughing in disbelief as he grabs a pair of pants off the ground and she covers herself with a blanket. “Actually, last time I checked, CPR didn’t involve getting naked and sticking your dick in another girl. Maybe I need to take the course again to find out.”
“Who are you?” she asks.
“Hisnowex-girlfriend.”Judging by the look on her face, I guess he fooled us both.
I actually felt bad driving over here because I was going to break up with Trent. I wanted to check on JJ too, but my main goal was to end my relationship.
I realized this afternoon when I was hanging out with JJ, I felt more like myself than I have in my entire relationship with Trent. Bria was right when she told me I shouldn’t miss out on something great by settling for something mediocre.
I feelwayless bad now.