actions.
We’d been friends since we were still in diapers. Whatever she saw on my face caused hers to contort in nearly as much panic as I was feeling.
She turned to see what could have upset me, forehead marred with worry lines.
“Cassandra.” Her voice was full of the one thing I despised—pity—when she spotted Mackenzie pawing at Logan.
I shoved past everyone in my way. I needed to get out of there. I felt like a caged animal ready to tear apart anyone that got in my way.
The sight of Mackenzie was infuriating. It had absolutely nothing to do with the fact she was running her skanky claws up Logan’s arm.
No, that had nothing at all to do with it.
My manic wave through the crowd caused me to bump into a man who then stumbled back and bumped into—of all people—Mackenzie, shoving her right into Logan’s open arms.
Perfect. I just helped her out.
Logan looked up at me with quizzical eyes but all I could do was keep moving.
The moment I stepped outside, the warm night air filled my lungs and finally I could breathe.
“I’ll drive,” Hilary said, appearing out of nowhere.
I didn’t argue, only pulled out my keys and tossed them in her direction.
Chapter Six
Let the Games Begin
B y the time Hilary dropped me off at home, I’d convinced her I was fine and she reluctantly left.
Tossing my clutch and keys down on the table, I headed straight into my bathroom washing away my makeup, and threw my hair into a loose bun. I peeled off my outfit and opened my dresser drawer. It was a warm, balmy night so I slithered on a light-creamy slip before retreating to the kitchen for a glass of cold water. It helped squelch the heat burning me from the inside.
Savoring the cool liquid, I closed my eyes and sighed. Tonight was a disaster. I made a fool of myself and I would hear about it for the next week.
I peered out the window toward Logan’s house and sighed. The night had immersed us in darkness despite the bright full moon.
The fact that I let the mere sight of Mackenzie not only ruin my evening, but also bring up insecurities I’d buried deep inside last year, left me furious. I was better than that, stronger. Why did I let that tramp get to me after all this time? The worst part was I still wasn’t sure what bothered me more, seeing her there smiling and giggling happily oblivious to the pain she’d caused, or seeing her with Logan?
Mackenzie could be with Logan right now, wrapped in his strong arms, lost in his fresh masculine scent and charming voice. I shook my head and groaned. Knowing Mackenzie that’s exactly where I thought they would be.
So what!
Okay, there may have been a little sting but it was absurd. I didn’t understand why it bothered me so much. It only added fuel to the raging pit of fire burning wildly inside, seeking revenge on the bitch.
Logan meant nothing to me. I didn’t even know him. He was nothing but an arrogant player that got off watching me get flustered.
He was toying with me.
Why wouldn’t he? I’d given him quite a show so far. For some outlandish reason his actions seemed to lead to that a lot since I’d met him. I’d never gotten worked up by a guy like that before. It had to have been from a lack of a man for so long, nothing more.
Deciding an internal debate over my feelings would lead me to no real answers, I chose to clear my mind with a peaceful stroll. As I opened my back door, I glanced up at the clock not realizing it was already past eleven. The night felt like a blur, spinning out of control around me.
Barefoot, I stepped into the warm rough grass and smiled. There was something about nature that always reminded you how small you really were in the big scheme of things.
Walking leisurely through my backyard, I was somehow pulled toward Logan’s house and decided to take a peek at his pool. They destroyed it in less than a few hours the first day he moved in and I wondered what the destruction encompassed.
As I grew closer, I
We’d been friends since we were still in diapers. Whatever she saw on my face caused hers to contort in nearly as much panic as I was feeling.
She turned to see what could have upset me, forehead marred with worry lines.
“Cassandra.” Her voice was full of the one thing I despised—pity—when she spotted Mackenzie pawing at Logan.
I shoved past everyone in my way. I needed to get out of there. I felt like a caged animal ready to tear apart anyone that got in my way.
The sight of Mackenzie was infuriating. It had absolutely nothing to do with the fact she was running her skanky claws up Logan’s arm.
No, that had nothing at all to do with it.
My manic wave through the crowd caused me to bump into a man who then stumbled back and bumped into—of all people—Mackenzie, shoving her right into Logan’s open arms.
Perfect. I just helped her out.
Logan looked up at me with quizzical eyes but all I could do was keep moving.
The moment I stepped outside, the warm night air filled my lungs and finally I could breathe.
“I’ll drive,” Hilary said, appearing out of nowhere.
I didn’t argue, only pulled out my keys and tossed them in her direction.
Chapter Six
Let the Games Begin
B y the time Hilary dropped me off at home, I’d convinced her I was fine and she reluctantly left.
Tossing my clutch and keys down on the table, I headed straight into my bathroom washing away my makeup, and threw my hair into a loose bun. I peeled off my outfit and opened my dresser drawer. It was a warm, balmy night so I slithered on a light-creamy slip before retreating to the kitchen for a glass of cold water. It helped squelch the heat burning me from the inside.
Savoring the cool liquid, I closed my eyes and sighed. Tonight was a disaster. I made a fool of myself and I would hear about it for the next week.
I peered out the window toward Logan’s house and sighed. The night had immersed us in darkness despite the bright full moon.
The fact that I let the mere sight of Mackenzie not only ruin my evening, but also bring up insecurities I’d buried deep inside last year, left me furious. I was better than that, stronger. Why did I let that tramp get to me after all this time? The worst part was I still wasn’t sure what bothered me more, seeing her there smiling and giggling happily oblivious to the pain she’d caused, or seeing her with Logan?
Mackenzie could be with Logan right now, wrapped in his strong arms, lost in his fresh masculine scent and charming voice. I shook my head and groaned. Knowing Mackenzie that’s exactly where I thought they would be.
So what!
Okay, there may have been a little sting but it was absurd. I didn’t understand why it bothered me so much. It only added fuel to the raging pit of fire burning wildly inside, seeking revenge on the bitch.
Logan meant nothing to me. I didn’t even know him. He was nothing but an arrogant player that got off watching me get flustered.
He was toying with me.
Why wouldn’t he? I’d given him quite a show so far. For some outlandish reason his actions seemed to lead to that a lot since I’d met him. I’d never gotten worked up by a guy like that before. It had to have been from a lack of a man for so long, nothing more.
Deciding an internal debate over my feelings would lead me to no real answers, I chose to clear my mind with a peaceful stroll. As I opened my back door, I glanced up at the clock not realizing it was already past eleven. The night felt like a blur, spinning out of control around me.
Barefoot, I stepped into the warm rough grass and smiled. There was something about nature that always reminded you how small you really were in the big scheme of things.
Walking leisurely through my backyard, I was somehow pulled toward Logan’s house and decided to take a peek at his pool. They destroyed it in less than a few hours the first day he moved in and I wondered what the destruction encompassed.
As I grew closer, I
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