Zayn POV
Two hours later, Steve sat cross-legged on the floor counting the two thousand dollars I'd handed him. Leaning against a wall, I realized that I had him exactly where I wanted him to be.
“Are you sure this is going to work?” he asked, barely looking up from the dollar bills.
“Positive.”
“But this is Cindy we're talking about. She's not exactly an idiot.” He rolled his eyes but shut up pretty quickly when he noticed the expression on my face.
“Cindy's a pathetic, needy and emotional fool. You give her an ounce of attention, and she'll fall all over you.”
He frowned, running his fingers through his dark hair which stuck out in all directions. He was deep in thought before he posed the next question.
“But she wants you, not me any longer. I think she's made her choice pre
