Page 57 of How to Get Revenge on a Cheating Ex
And yeah, my heart must be a petty bitch because all I feel there is glad. I’m so freakin’ glad that he’s had a taste of it—the betrayal, the heartache, the disbelief. It’s what he deserves, and maybe Ishouldfeel guilty...
But I don’t.
“You okay?” I ask Zack.
He nods, his gaze colliding with mine. Something passes between us.
I’ve had secrets before. Of course, I have. But nothing like this.
I’ve never had a secret that sets me and one other person apart from the world. Something that makes me feel like we’re on our own, but we’re in it together.
“C’mon, man, let’s get you out of here.” The kid I think is named Tom claps a hand on Grayson’s shoulder and steers him toward the parking lot. Grayson gives me one last look—a sneer—and then he follows.
The rest of the crowd follows them slowly, but not without a whole lot of stares and whispers.
“Get used to it,” Zack says under his breath. “We’re going to be all anyone’s talking about for a while.”
Jessica pairs up with one of her friends and they’re leaning in to look at something on her phone. She glances back over her shoulder and gives me a withering stare. Her friend giggles and then they’re off, following Grayson and the others.
Zack’s right. I’d better get used to it. I’m the bad guy now. I’m the cheater and the liar, and I’ve definitely given up my social status. I’ve lost my entire circle of friends as well.
I let that sink in, expecting to feel...something.
“You okay?” Zack asks.
I nod.
And I am. Because those people that I’d thought were friends—the Jessicas and the Macys of my life—they must have known he was cheating on me. In fact...
I go still as memories come back to me. I’d bet my entire college savings that Macy is one of the girls he cheated on me with. She’s always flirted with him, sometimes right in front of my face. I’d never liked it, but I’d told myself she was jealous of me. That she might want him, but she couldn’t have him.
In reality, she’d probably been laughing at me.
“Bailey?” There’s concern in Zack’s eyes, and I realize I’ve been too quiet for too long.
I force a little smile. “Yeah, I’m good.” I take a deep breath. “I’mreallygood.”
His eyes say he’s not sure if he believes me, but he returns my smile with a crooked grin of his own. “Really good, huh?”
I shrug. “Well,I’mnot the one who got sucker punched.”
He winces. “I could have taken him.”
“Uh huh.”
“He caught me off guard.”
The crowd’s gone and we head toward the parking lot at a very slow pace so we don’t catch up with Grayson. Zack slings an arm around my shoulders. “I was distracted, that’s all.”
I glance up and he’s looking down at me with this funny little smirk. It’s knowing, and it’s amused, and it’s so freakin’ sexy it steals my breath.
I look away quickly. “Distracted. Is that what we’re calling it?”
His chuckle is low and I can feel the vibration of it in his chest where I’m pressed against his side. “That kiss was...”
I hold my breath as he trails off. That kiss was what? My mind fills in the blanks. That kiss was...
Hot? Sinful? Epic?
