Dax's face went pale. "I don't know what you're talking about."
I took a breath and let it out slow.
"The only reason I haven't dumped her yet is 'cause she's famous. I'm so over her face anyway. I've been bored of her for a while now."
I said it all word for word, just like I'd watched him type it that night. It hurt just as much coming out of my mouth. But I felt something else too. Relief, maybe.
"Dax, who have you really been with all this time?"
Panic flooded his face. He wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, dropped his head to my shoulder, and his voice cracked.
"I'm sorry. I messed up. I'll never do it again!"
I was too tired for his act. "Let go of me."
"No!" He held on tighter, stubborn as hell.
"I'll change. Just give me one more chance."
I didn't have the ener
