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“Oh really?”
“I have nothing to be jealous of.”
Lies.
“Liar.”
Shit.
“You hated seeing his hands on me. Why’s that? Did you wish it was your hands Lucifer?”
Yes.
“Don’t be ridiculous!” I sneered back at her,
“Anyone could tell by the way he was with you that the only thing he cared about was getting in your pants tonight.”
Catalina rolled her eyes as she took a single step away from me.
“Are you seriously that fucking blind that you couldn’t see how obvious he was making it?” All night he had been staring at her, when she attempted to have a conversation with him, his gaze somehow always found her chest. She stood up once to go to the bathroom and his eyes had been practically glued to her ass the entire time she walked away.
“Why do you think you can talk to me like that!” She shouted as she crossed her arms and stepped back up to me, her face mere inches from mine,
“I can do whoever and whatever the hell I want! You are not my brother, you are not my boyfriend and you are not my father!”
“Yeah well if your father had been around a bit more you wouldn’t be in this situation now would you?”
Surprise and hurt filled her eyes as she took a step back away from me.
Too far. I took it too far.
I pushed off the car and opened the door for her, slamming it shut once she was inside.
“How did you even know where I was?”
I took Gabriel’s phone out of my pocket and placed it in the cup holder between us.
“I took Gabriel’s phone.”
Catalina smirked,
“And why would you do that?”
“Because I wanted to make sure you were safe. You were going out with a stranger, it’s only logical we would be worried about your safety.”
“Right.” She whispered and turned her head to face out the window. We rode in silence for what seemed like forever. She twirled that little piece of hair which meant she was thinking hard about something.
“Just so you know, for that little jealousy comment I’m kicking your ass in training tomorrow,” I said as we pulled into the driveway and I put the car in park.
A slight smile appeared on her face,
“I look forward to it.”
So do I.
* * *
3 Weeks Later
