wonder if he knew the effect he had on her, and if he taunted her on purpose.
Star went into the back room and started to fill the soda coolers. She found it easy to covertly ogle Shane through the glass doors, and he was completely unaware. His gorgeous blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail, and his blue eyes were especially prominent tonight. She did a double take. Was he wearing eyeliner ? Star unconsciously fanned herself with a cardboard soda flat at how delicious he looked.
Even though she took her time, she finished fairly quickly. She picked up the trash that she'd scattered, and carried it to the cardboard bin. She went into the employee bathroom and washed up. She brushed her fingers through her messy locks and wiped the smudges from beneath her eyes.
Star exited the backroom, and when she rounded the corner, she was unprepared for what was she saw happening between Shane and some girl, who had her hands all over him. She was also unprepared for feeling like she'd been punched in the gut when she saw the two of them together. My God, am I actually jealous ?
Before Shane saw her, she backed up and yanked off her vest. She grabbed her coat and purse, and when she came out of the backroom the second time, she held her head high. Idiot. She's his age. You're not. You can't possibly be jealous.
"I'm not using," Kelsey told him in a whiney voice. Now that Shane was clean and sober, that voice made his ears bleed with annoyance. She had him cornered, literally, between the counter and the front windows. "Let me come back after your shift. I miss you, Shane."
He was about to tell her no for the umpteenth time when his eyes locked on Star's fleeing form. From the look on her face, he knew she'd seen him in the awkward, yet completely innocent, position with Kelsey.
"Sorry to interrupt. I just wanted to tell you I'm all finished," Star said. She tried to keep her tone light and cheerful, though she felt anything but. "See you Monday."
Several things happened at once. Star bolted out the front door. Shane shoved Kelsey away from him, a little harder than he meant to, and she fell on her ass. When he stopped to help her up, Star drove off in Neona's Jeep.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Kelsey glared at him, dusting off the back of her black skinny jeans. "Who was that woman, Shane? Who the fuck is she to you?"
Shane rounded on Kelsey and gripped her firmly by the upper arms. "Kelsey, I'm not going to fucking tell you again. There is no more you and me. Get that through that coked up brain of yours and leave me the fuck alone. Do I make myself clear?" he asked. Kelsey's eyes went wide; she'd never seen him so determined. He shook her as though she were nothing more than a ragdoll, and repeated, "Do I?"
She angrily shrugged out of his grasp. "Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you!" she screamed, mascara blackened tears sliding down her red face. She scrambled away from him and out the door. She got into her Mustang and peeled out of the parking lot, leaving Shane shaking his head.
Chapter Seventeen
Shane scrubbed his hands over his face. What the fuck just happened here ? Clearly Star had gotten the wrong impression when she saw him with Kelsey. But why had it upset her so much? In a perverse sort of way, he found himself a little bit pleased. If she ran out of the store because she assumed something was going on between him and Kelsey, then maybe she was a little jealous. And if she was jealous, that must mean that she liked him.
Star drove home as calmly as she could, mentally kicking herself for overreacting. Adrenaline coursed through her veins, and she wasn't entirely sure why she had reacted so strongly to seeing Shane with that girl. It had bothered her, and now, she felt like a girl with a crush finding out the object of said crush was interested in someone else. She sighed and pushed the remote button on the visor to raise the garage door.
She picked up the mail for Neona before going inside. As soon as she
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