My lips are still on Missy's when Sam's name appears on my phone. I hope she isn't asking me to hook up with her again. I can't handle it. Being toyed with by Sam before she gets married is the last thing I ever wanted to do. I know I'm in love with Sam, but I let her go. It's for the best. What Sam and I have is complicated and messy.
Missy breaks our kiss and grabs my phone for me. I pretended that I didn't hear it go off.
"Are you going to respond?" Missy asks as anger snaps into her body.
"No, why who is it?" I ask as I try to pull Missy back in for a kiss.
"It's Sam, Robbie. Why is Sam texting you? I thought you were done with her."
She walks upstairs to her room and shuts the door in my face.
"Missy, come on. Can't we talk about this? I'm not with Sam. Can't you giv
