Page 108 of Playing a Player (Sweet Cravings 1)

"Keira." His smile was gone. "I promise that I was just with Connor and Jackson. You can even call them. They'll tell you. Whatever it is you think I did, I didn't do it."

"I bet they will lie for you. That's what friends do, right?" I shot him in the stomach.

"Ow. What do you think I was doing?"

Why isn't he just admitting it? Him pretending to be innocent made me even more upset. "Tiffany Five Stars texted you. She was so happy you called last night, you asshole."

His eyes got wide. "Wait, did you read my texts?"

"Who's password is 'password'?"

"Shit." He scratched the back of his neck. "What else did she say?"

Why did he care more about what she revealed than confessing the truth to me? "You don't want to just tell me what you were doing with her?"

"So she didn't say anything?"

"What is wrong with you? Yes, she did. I was just hoping you'd man up and tell me. That slut made it very clear that you two fucked last night."

"Whoa, what? I didn't sleep with Tiffany. Yeah, I've slept with her before. But I didn't last night, I swear." He lifted his hand off his penis.

I immediately shot him again.

"Jesus Christ, Keira! That fucking hurts!" He knelt down on the ground, holding himself in his hands again.

"She calls you babe? And jokes about making you come? You're disgusting."

"She just misunderstood why I was texting her."

"Bullshit, Rory. You were playing along. And then you thanked her for working late. And her special treatment. Of your penis."

He laughed. "Keira, you just don't understand."

"The only other thing that could mean is that she's a prostitute. Oh God, you have sex with prostitutes? And you didn't use a condom with me. I'm going to die of a terrible prostitute STD!"

"Keira..."

"And who the hell is Jamie?!"

"Jamie? What are you even talking about? I don't even know who Jamie is. Let me look at my phone, okay? I can clear this up."

I shot his hand with a foam dart.

"Stop shooting me! What is wrong with you?"

"You cheated on me! You said you would never cheat on me. I thought you might be last night when you didn't come home. And Connor lied to me on the phone."

"You talked to Connor last night? I specifically asked him not to take your calls. What the hell?"

"Why? Was it a gangbang or something?"

Rory laughed. "No. Of course not. I'm not into devil's threesomes."

I shot him in the chest again.

He lowered his eyebrows slightly.

"And Connor didn't take my calls," I said. "I was worried sick all night. He only picked up when Emily called."

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