“Kylan,” she pronounced my name as I stepped closer. She licked her cherry lips which were just as red as her fiery hair. “What is it?”
“We need to talk,” I spoke, impatiently.
“About?”
I didn’t bother beating around the bush. “You need to stop spreading rumors about us. We’re not getting back together.”
“Rumors?” Her smirk vanished. “I haven’t said anything that isn’t true. You have been f*****g me, haven’t you?”
I clenched my jaw, hating the way she twisted things to make me look like the bad guy. We had a mutual agreement. “That doesn’t mean we’re getting back together, and you know that.”
Chrystal rolled her eyes, then stepped closer until she was practically pressed against me.“What’s been going on with you lately?” she whispered, suspicious.
Was it really that obvious?
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