My heart froze when Becca told me about the threesome between me, Beatrice, and her best friend. How on Earth did she know–that damn bastard Steve?! He was the only person who knew both my embarrassing past and Becca. God! Why am I so unlucky when it comes to friends?
"Tell me, Kol," Becca's voice was filled with anger and pain. "Is it my misunderstanding? Tell me I'm wrong. Tell me that you didn't have a threesome with her best friend, and I will believe you without even questioning anything. Tell me, Kol. Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!"
I wasn't proud of my past adventures, but I wasn't even this embarrassed as I am now when Becca was interrogating me as if I were a criminal and this was raising my temper to an alarming level.
"What do you wanna hear, damn it?" I yelled, losing all my co
