Julian's POV
"What the f**k has gotten into you, Izzy?" I cursed out, taking careful steps towards her.
"Nothing, baby. Have I done anything wrong other than make myself comfortable in my best friend's room?" she purred softly, still maintaining her position, spreading her legs wider like she had not already crossed a line.
"What if Mags was the one who walked in? Do you want to put the wrong thoughts in her head about us?" My voice was rising and I didn't even know how to stop it. I have always known Izzy for pulling off such stupid acts once in a while, but this one felt different and a part of me knew the exact reason why.
"You mean what if it was your beloved girlfriend?" she shot back.
"No, I mean Mags," I quickly defended. I don't care what Sienna thinks, I shouldn't.
"Come on,
