Page 262 of The Perfect Spiral
The air was thick with Ben’s fury, his words laced with more curses than I’d ever heard from him. I remained on the sofa, completely taken aback by his reaction.
Ben’s chest heaved with his rapid breaths, and I finally found the strength to rise and approach them. As I did, I locked eyes with Kyle over the railings.
His gaze shifted from me to the scene unfolding between Ben and Knox, his brows furrowing in confusion before he sprinted up the stairs.
“What’s going on?” Kyle demanded, his eyes darting between Knox and Ben, clearly expecting an answer. I was praying for the opposite. The last thing I wanted was to explain everything to Kyle and watch him explode at his best friend.
Ben released his grip on Knox and stepped back. In unison, they both muttered, “Nothing.”
“Alex, Andy, go back inside now,” Kyle ordered. I felt Andy’s hand on my arm, pulling me away from the boys. As I was led away, I glanced back to see Ben’s hardened expression soften.
Once we were out of sight, Andy spun around to face me. “What the hell was that about?” she demanded, but I kept walking towards the room where everyone else was gathered.
“You don’t want to know,” I replied, but she yanked me back into a secluded area under the stairs.
“Alex, tell me! I’ve never seen Ben so angry before.”
“We were talking, and Knox showed up. Ben got angry at him,” I said, pleading with her through my eyes to drop it. It was embarrassing enough that I’d confided in Ben about that night. I didn’t need anyone else knowing about it.
“Alex, there’s more to it! I know there is!” she insisted, pushing me to reveal more. “I told Ben that Knox and I made love that night. He asked if that’s what Knox said, and I said yes. Then Knox said ‘I’m sorry,’ and Ben lost it,” I confessed.
Her mouth fell open in shock, and she shuffled on her feet, clearly struggling to process what I’d just told her.
“He said you made love?” she asked softly. I nodded, and she turned her gaze to the wall, deep in thought.
“I don’t blame Ben for reacting that way. That was a dick move on Knox’s part. Why didn’t you tell me? Or Hannah? Or Sam?”
“I was embarrassed. He tells me that, and then he sleeps with Lauren the next day. Wouldn’t you be embarrassed?”
She nodded, her gaze still fixed on the wall. After a moment, she turned back to me, took my hand, and led me towards the bar.
“Six shots of tequila, please! Hannah, come here! Shots! Actually, make them doubles,” Andy called to the bartender, who gave us a wary look.
We all flashed him our most innocent smiles, batting our lashes in a silent plea for him not to judge us. He poured our shots without another word.
The night continued with round after round of shots, some with my sister, others with my brothers. The kids had all been put to bed, and the nannies were watching them. The adults, meanwhile, were letting loose and going wild.
A slow song came on, and I watched as my friends paired off to dance. Kyle and Andy, Cole and Sasha, Max and Jane, Ben and Hannah, and my mom and Eric.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up to see Travis standing over me.
“Hey, can I talk to you for a second?” He took the seat next to me, and I nodded. I hadn’t even realized he was here.
“I just want to apologize for how I acted that night. It wasn’t me. Well, it was, but my drinks were spiked. I know I can be a jerk sometimes, but I’ve never been that bad. Carter beat the shit out of me the next time I saw him. That’s how I knew I messed up. I never wanted to hurt you, or scare you. I wasn’t myself that night, and I’m sorry I did that to you,” he said, his voice sincere.
I gave him a small smile. “I accept your apology. Thank you for coming over to me. I appreciate it, Travis.”
He kissed my cheek and said, “You look gorgeous. I regret messing things up with you. I think we could’ve been good together.”
I smiled again as he walked away, back to his date who was clearly not pleased he’d come over to me. Across the room, I saw Caleb making his way towards me. When he reached me, he held out his hand.
I slipped my hand into his and stood up. As we made our way to the dance floor, he pulled me close, one hand holding mine, the other resting on my back. We swayed to the slow rhythm of the song.
“You look gorgeous in this dress, Alex,” he said, making me blush.
“Thanks, Caleb. You look handsome in your suit. But only in this dress?” I teased, making him throw his head back in laughter.
“You look gorgeous no matter what you wear... or don’t wear. Although I haven’t seen you naked, so I wouldn’t kn—”
