She nodded with enthusiasm and her hand brushed the necklace. “It sure is.”
He leaned in further to look at the necklace and white rage flooded my veins. “What a piece.” He grinned lazily up at her. My teeth gritted and my jaw was tense. I was staring a hole through this guy’s skull.
A thought struck me like a punch in the gut. Avery only hooked up with summer workers. I didn’t know if it was a rule, but it was a general guideline. I thought back to our conversation about discretely dating on the side.
What if, at one point, she had something going with this guy? What if she wanted to continue dating this guy? What if she was just waiting until we were done to hook up with him again?
My jaw clenched. This asshole had to be twenty-three, maybe twenty-four. She didn’t have to date the gu
