Page 75 of Sinful as They Come
He tilted his head. “What question?”
“You’re not really going to do that, right?” I repeated, the edge in my voice growing.
“She’s practically fucking begging for it,” Carter slurred, his blue eyes glazed over. "Why the hell do you care?"
“Your girlfriend is around the corner.”
Carter laughed. “She’s not gonna find out.”
“She’s not?”
“Why would she?”
“I mean…” I clicked my tongue. “Wouldn’t you tell your girlfriend if you cheated on her? Ya know… Guilt and all that?”
“She hasn’t found out about all the other times I cheated on her. Why the hell would I tell her about the girl I’m about to fuck?”
I already knew he cheated on Holly. But that was the first time I ever heard him admit it. It seemed like alcohol was the trick to getting Carter Henderson to tell the truth.
“Why don’t you just break up with Holly?” I asked lowly. Why the hell couldn’t he just leave her alone? If she wouldn’t break up with him, then it would have to be up to him to end things.
“Why would I do that?”
“So you can fuck as many girls as you want without cheating on your girlfriend,” I said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. God, he was stupid. Did he not realize how good he had it?
“Now where’s the fun in that?” Carter chuckled before leaning in closer. He then lowered his voice to a whisper. “Besides, I’m still waiting for Holly to give me what I want. I’ve been dating that frigid cunt for over a year now and she still hasn’t let me hit it. Once I pop that cherry, I’m fucking outta there.”
There was nothing to hold me back once he said that. I saw red. Ifeltred. My ears were fucking ringing and all I could focus on was his confession. The rage rose up in me suddenly and took over my whole body as one hand curled into a fist and the other let the glass bottle hit the tiles.
There was no stopping me as my fist collided with Carter’s jaw. His eyes clenched shut as he groaned, taken aback by my sudden act of justified violence. Reaching forward, I grabbed at his shirt, ready and aimed to punch him again.
But then I heard her voice.
“Sawyer?!” I heard Holly say.
My eyes shut at the sound of my name. I sighed loudly, not able to look at her. Of course, she came back just in time to see that. She didn’t see me defending her honor. No, she saw me whaling on her boyfriend.
“What was that for?” Carter screamed. “Fuckin’ asshole!”
A few guys stepped in between me and Carter before I could do anymoredamage, creating a wall that I was ready to storm through: because he deserved to get his ass kicked some more. But Holly was at our sides, looking at me with wide eyes.
“Why did you do that?” she demanded with big eyes. “Carter, are you okay?”
“Fucking tell her what you just told me!” I said, glaring at the blond asshole in front of me.
“What the hell are you talking about?” Carter snapped. “Who the hell invited you here, anyway?”
“Sawyer, why did you do that?” Holly asked again.
I sighed loudly once more. “Tell her, asshole! Tell your girlfriend what you just said to me!”
“I didn’t say shit,” mumbled Carter.
“You’re a fuckin’ liar,” I told him with gritted teeth, taking a quick leap forward, but two pairs of hands on me yanked me back. “You deserve more than a fucking punch!”
“Will someone please tell me what the hell happened?” Holly asked.
“Tell her what you fucking said!” I yelled at him. I wanted the satisfaction of that asshole admitting the truth, because there was no way Holly was going to believe me if I told her I had caught her boyfriend in the act. “Say it! Be a man and fucking say it!”
