~ASH~
Call me drunk, call me reckless, but I was on a mission. Amanda had been eyeing me all night, her flirtatious glances daring me to engage.
I wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol or the raw need to distract myself from Allison—the girl who’d broken me into a million jagged pieces.
Either way, Amanda was the perfect pawn in this twisted game of distraction.
“You don’t want to go back to that cookie jar, man,” Timmy said, patting my shoulder and shooting me a wary glance. “Trust me, it’s not worth it.”
I caught his arm before he could walk away.
“Not so fast,” I said, my voice low and brimming with mischief. A smirk tugged at my lips. “Trust me—it’ll be fun. We could even make it a threesome. Think about it.”
Timmy’s eyes widened. He stared at me like I’d finally lost my mind.
