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“Lexi, no. You sleep in my bed.”
“I don’t deserve to be comfortable. I feel so foolish.”
“You have nothing to feel foolish about. You tried to make it work.”
She stands and pushes me towards her bedroom. When I’m settled in her bed, she sits next to me and strokes my hair until I fall asleep.
Later on, I hear her hushed tones. It sounds like my sister has come by. It’s definitely her because she bursts into the bedroom and plops down hard next to me.
“That fucking piece of shit. I can’t believe he did this. I wonder if Lucian knows?”
“He knows,” I mumble into my pillow.
“He knows and didn’t say anything?”
“I told him not to. I’m not sure how much he knows.”
I sit up and turn to my sister. Her face is pained, and she hugs me. “Why does this keep happening to you?”
“I guess I’m a good doormat. I keep picking men that like to cheat on me.”
“Lexi, you’re not a doormat.”
“Then how come I feel like I’ve been stamped on and had shit rubbed in my face.
“Noah’s an asshole. It’s his fucking loss.”
Funny, but she said the same thing about JC years ago and now look? They’re like best friends, hanging out all the time. Fuck, I forgot about JC.
“You cannot tell JC. I don’t want him to know.”
“Why the fuck not?”
“Because. I don’t. It’s too embarrassing. If you see him, don’t say anything, to Hunter either.”
“I won’t. I’m sorry about this. I should cut it off with Lucian.”
“No, he likes you. He’s not Noah. He’s much more decent.”
“Won’t it be painful to see him when you’re not with Noah anymore?”
“I love Lucian. He shouldn’t be held responsible for Noah’s shit.”
“Fine. I won’t dump him.”
“Megan, do you like Lucian at all?”
“Yes, he’s wonderful, but I’m not sure he’s my type.”
“You have a type?”
“Well, certainly not Jeremy. I don’t know why I wasted my time with him for the past few years. He just wanted me as eye-candy.”
I sit there staring at her, wondering how our conversation gravitated toward her issues.
“I need your help tomorrow. I have to get the rest of my stuff from Noah’s. I told him not to be there.”
“What time?”
