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‘This is my house. How about you fuck off?’ It was immature, but it was significantly less than the mouthful of hate I wanted to hurl at him.
‘Gladly, come on Katie.’
She looked at Tommy’s outstretched hand and then up at me with the tiniest glance. ‘I said I’d hang with Maeve and Cameron after the wake.’
‘Really? You’re going to ditch me?’
‘I’m not ditching you. I told you I’d be staying for a bit.’
Tommy’s eyes narrowed as he looked from me to Katie. ‘Fine, whatever. I’ll go out with the guys. Don’t wait up.’
When he walked off, I saw Katie’s shoulders slump in relief.
‘Why are you with him?’ I asked as I leant back against the stone wall.
‘Why do you care? You’re so rude to him.’
I looked at her, only to see her eyes blazing. Wait, was she angry at me?
‘He’s an insufferable prick with an ego so big I’m surprised he can fit in through the doors of my house. How can you stand him?’
‘He’s not always like that.’
I turned to face her as she took a step back, her breath catching in her throat. She’d clearly not forgotten our moment in the kitchen together at Cam’s. ‘Look at you Katie. You’re wasting away.’
I pressed a hand against her ribs and traced it down to her hip as she swallowed hard.
‘I’m hardly wasting away. You need to be thinner if you are in front of paparazzi all the time.’
‘No, you don’t. You need to look after yourself. I can feel your fucking ribs. And I’m pretty sure it’s down to that asshole.’
Katie flicked her eyes up to mine, before covering my hand with her own, her thumb glancing over my missing finger tip. Then she removed my hand and slipped out from beneath my grasp.
‘It’s none of your business. Stay out of my life, Mac.’
‘No.’
She fixed me with those big eyes before sliding them away from my face and turning to leave.
Fuck.
Should I leave her alone? Stop involving myself in her life?
Probably.
Would I?
Never.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
KATIE
I stayed at Macey’s for three nights, needing to be away from Tommy and from my stalker’s reach. My head swam whenever I thought about what the hell was going on with my life. What was I doing? Maybe Mac was right about Tommy. The relationship was hurting me more than building me up in recent months.
‘Stop your sulking and try this on.’ Macey threw a dress at me as I sat on her bed. ‘We need to figure out what we are wearing for the opening at the weekend.’
‘I’m not sure I want to go.’
