MARCELLO
I stared at the photos on Mandy's phone. I was growing more confused with each one. Half-naked men I didn't recognize grinned back at me from her recent images.
When I heard her footsteps approaching, I fumbled to exit but it was too late.
"Looking for something interesting?" Mandy's singsong voice sent a chill down my spine. I turned to face her. I began scrambling my brain for an excuse.
My heart was thundering dangerously beneath my chest.
“Are you jealous, Marcello?” She whispered softly into my ears. What? Me? Jealous? That was impossible. I mean, my looks could speak for me. There was absolutely nothing to be jealous about.
But I had to play along. Mandy had caught me red-handed, and I couldn't allow my ego to put me in bigger trouble than I already was. I had to pla
