Erica
“What does that mean?” He questioned, his golden brown eyes frowning down at me. “What are you talking about?”
I stared at him for a few seconds, if I didn’t know better I would really believe that he has no idea what I was talking about. The way he looked so confused, like he had done nothing wrong, like he didn’t know what I was talking about, like he hadn’t left me in the bed only to be with her. I swallowed against the lump in my throat as I sat up and slipped out of the bed. Sitting there with him so close wouldn’t give me enough strength to keep my anger. But even while I stood and he sat there on the bed, he was almost my height and just as big.
“I saw you with her.” It took more effort than it should have to say her name. “Nicole. The way she was touching you. Kissing you
