Page 169 of Wild Like Us
“We’d understand if you are, and you can trust us,” Jane says, setting down her phone and goblet on the ledge. “We’ve all been there. Except Sulli, of course.”
Fuck my life.
Ihavebeen there. I am currently right fucking there. Although we haven’t exactly settled on labels. Probably because I haven’t been able to choose who’ll go from short-term dating to long-term boyfriend. Not to mention, they might just choose each other in the end.
I pick up a handful of mud. Avoiding direct eye contact witheveryone.Thankfully they’re all so focused on Luna, they don’t notice my bad acting.
“There’s no secret relationship happening,” Luna tells us. Her gaze stays on her older brother for a longer beat. “I’ve been honest with you. I wouldn’t lie when I told you it was a one-time thing.”
I’m the real liar.
The bad liar.
Right here.
Me.
The wolf in sheep’s clothing.
“I believe you, Luna,” Moffy says strongly. “It’s just a weird coincidence, and those happen all the damn time, trust me. I’ve been through misunderstandings and doubts.”
The HaleCocest rumor.I cringe remembering how the media thought Moffy and Jane were hooking up. So fucking gross. It was even worse when some of our family didn’t know what was real either. A lot of security facts were stacked against Moffy.
Luna eases, then frowns, thinking harder. “Donnelly and I don’t really talk much outside of group events and some of the tattooing sessions we’ve had. I don’t know anything about his dating life.” Her frown deepens. “I’m just as confused as all of you.”
I say unhelpfully, “Maybe he got an STD and he’s waiting for things to fucking clear up.”
Jane’s eyes go wide. “Is that what Akara said?”
“What? No!” Oh fuck, I am so bad at this. I don’t want to start a rumor about someone having an STD. “It was just a guess. Abadguess. Wipe it away from your memories.”
“It’s gone,” Jane says with a breezy flick of her hand.
Luna’s lips have downturned. “You really think no one would sleep with him if he had an STD?”
“Luna,” Jane says. “The memory is wiped.”
“Oh right.” Luna scoops up handfuls of mud and plops them on her head. “Memory erased.” She looks likeCarriefrom the movie, only instead of blood, she’s drenched in mud.
“Bachelorette game time,” Moffy decrees.
Fuck yes! Time to win. I pick myself out of the hot mud bath. Sitting on the ledge, ready for total domination.
Jane cups her beer goblet again. “Wait, while we’re on the topic of bodyguard relationships, have you given any more thought to Banks?” She’s volleying the conversation back to me.
“Banks?” Luna frowns.
“He likes Sulli,” Jane says.
Luna draws a newly wet mud mustache on her face over her dried mud mask. “I thought Akara likes Sulli.”
The wind shifts in my sails like I’m being spun sideways. Am I still breathing?
“Akara said he just sees her as a friend,” Jane notes.
“Huh,” Luna tilts her head. “But Banks likes her?’
“Oui.”
