“Who said I was f*****g with him?” Alessa asks with a perfectly straight face; the longer I stare at her, the more she struggles to keep her composure. She finally laughs, and I breathe out. Today made me nervous as hell of her, but not enough to back down. My small fight with Gage opened my eyes to the fact that no matter what she does, I’m not going anywhere. Whether that makes me f****d up, I don’t care anymore. Now I have Gage, too; no way in hell am I walking away from the feelings they both give me.
I hear the patio door slide open, and Ryder steps out and walks over to the table. He pulls out the chair beside Les, sitting down and laying a kiss on her lips. She just smiles at him, and I don’t feel as much hate toward him anymore. If these guys can make her as happy as she deserves,
