Page 163 of Ruptured
“Ballyhoo for you,” she retorted.
Kayce snickered. “She don’t like you, bro.”
“I haven’t done her anything, so it must be you who she doesn’t like.”
She couldn’t unsee those stupid videos. “Nope, it’s totally you.”
Setting her phone down, Mattie picked up her cup and tasted the cappuccino, glad it cooled enough not to burn her mouth.
“What did I do?” Kaia asked.
She wagged a finger at him. “Cheater, cheater, pumpkin eater. While my cousin’s laid up in bed no less.”
“You can’t prove it.”
“Joke’s on you, dummy. You underestimate the ferocity of Diesel’s fuckery.”
Tickled at Kaia’s paling face, Mattie smiled merrily and went back to her phone. “I trusted him!”
Diesel needed to behave and wait until Rebel was legal if he really wanted her. He definitely didn’t need to sleep with other girls,marryother chicks, and play mind games, like a juvenile delinquent instead of a grown ass guy.
Even if Mattie thought the idea of a relationship between Diesel and Rebel was fucking gross, it no longer seemed out of reach. Mainly because of Diesel’s actions. Everyone was noticing. His recklessness would get him gelded and garroted, and Rebel’s heart broken. If he had sense, he’d risk his life once Rebel turned eighteen and not a day before. Mattie supportedRebel, but not the relationship.
Though Kaia gave court jester vibes, he was close in age to her cousin and much better for Rebel than Diesel would ever be.
But what did Mattie know?
“Diesel sometimes helped coach the team,” Kaia told her. “I never had a problem with him and I don’t now. It’s all a misunderstanding.”
“You really don’t know how low Diesel will go to have his way,” she said with disapproval.
Uninvited, Kaia dropped into a seat. She hated his handsomeness and how much she liked his spicy cologne. Sighing, Mattie threw her phone down, saw Kaia’s gaping and rolled her eyes.
“There are pictures and videos,” she told him, having zero pity.
“Yousawthose?”
“Did you consent to them?” One never knew with Diesel.
“Yeah, but Diesel told me they would be for me…” At Mattie’s glower, Kaia’s voice trailed off and he raised his hands. “I didn’t think—”
“You’d need a brain for that ability.”
“Diesel said Rebel…he said the guys would get a good laugh if they saw it and—”
“And you believed him? Ha. You’re stupid. Maybe, if you didn’t claim to like Rebel so much, itwouldbe funny. But no one’s laughing, least of all CJ. It’s why he is so pissed. Even more pissed. When you came with the flowers, he’d only heard a rumor. Until he was shown proof and discovered the entire story. Diesel paid Fia a grand to fuck you.”
Tears rushed to Kaia’s eyes, and Mattie lifted a brow.
“Bro, if you cry, I’ll live in shame for the rest of my fucking life,” Kayce grunted.
Kaia moved restlessly, the panic in his watery gray eyes hinting that he truly cared about Rebel.
“I didn’t mean to, Mattie.”
“You were definitely a willing participant, so I call bullshit on that claim.” She wrinkled her nose. “You didn’t even wear a condom, jackass.”
“Mattie—”
