Bella’s POV
“Baby?”
The word slipped out of my mouth before I could stop it, fuzzy and slow, like everything else in my alcohol-soaked brain. My head was spinning, the ground tilting under my feet, but even through the haze I could see her clearly. The girl standing in our driveway was stunning, with long honey-blonde hair that fell in perfect waves down her back. She looked like she’d just stepped straight out of a fashion magazine. Flawless skin, and a smile that lit up the dark like she owned the night.
And that smile was aimed right at Jeremy. It was warm, intimate, and possessive. The kind of smile that said I know every inch of you and I’m not letting go.
I glanced at Jeremy. His arm was still around my waist, holding most of my weight because my legs felt like jelly. His express
