Three girls … three girls in the past f*****g week, and I was one of them.
Why had I stupidly thought this was exclusive between us? Hell, I’d had a chance to flirt with Ryker—kind of, not really. But if I had known that Roman was with other girls, I could’ve tried not to feel this stupid f*****g way for him.
“Three women?” I stepped back from him, feeling disgusted. “Jesus Christ, Roman. I probably have some sort of disease now.”
Roman growled. “Jane,” he scolded.
Jane laughed, wrapped an arm around my shoulders, and leaned the side of her head against mine. “Ooh, I like you already. Why didn’t we hang out more in high school?”
I clenched my jaw tighter, staring at Roman. I couldn’t believe it. Three women. Three. I bet it was b***h One and b***h Two, and here I was, b***h Three.
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