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“More like who did he do?” Chelsea said with half a laugh.
Suddenly the balance in my mind shifted in favor of Thor. He never cheated. But this would be a second offense for Yates. I considered it a good sign that Chelsea was able to find some humor in it.
“I had a yoga class canceled and came home early. The bike messenger girl from down the hall…” She wiped at her eyes. “was riding him instead of her bicycle. In our bed.” She sniffled. “My God, our bed.”
I laid hand on her shoulder. “Oh, honey.”
Gwen took her hand. “You know—”
“We’ve got your back,” I interrupted. I gave Gwen the evil eye because it looked like she might bring up that we’d warned Chelsea about this guy.
Gwen got the hint. “Yeah, we’ve totally got your back. I’m going to get them both. Send me a picture of the cheating bastard and her if you have it. So I can murder him on social media.” Gwen would defend our friend in cyberspace, I was more likely to do it wielding scissors.
I decided I might have to add a line in my goal journal about getting retribution on Yates for twice hurting my friend. I’d read about one girl who got the guy super super drunk and took him to a tattoo parlor to havecheatertattooed on his dick.
It might not have been true, but it sounded appropriate for Yates. Evan’s explanation of how hard mezcal had hit him the night of the infamous fountain incident meant that was probably what to use on Yates.
“And, she’s a bike messenger?” Chelsea choked out. She didn’t get that a girl’s occupation had no bearing on how tempting that girl’s pussy was to a douchebag like Yates. “Maybe if I’d—”
“Back that fucking truck up right now.” I pointed a stern finger at her. “This is not your fault. You’re fucking amazing and you deserve better than that cheating douchebag. He’s the one who’s wrong here, not you.”
Gwen was determined to make sure everybody knew what kind of fucking dirtbag Yates was.
I hadn’t decided what I could do. One thing I knew for sure, I’d never end up in Chelsea’s position. One strike and you’re out was my motto and no waiting six months to discover that the dirtbag’s excuse had been a lie.
I put up my hand to wave our server over. “We’re going to need another round.”
We ended up needing two more rounds.
CHAPTER29
Alexa
After a luxurious weekin Evan’s bed, I woke with a sliver of light streaming in through a crack in curtains, a benefit of the east facing window high enough up that the sun wasn’t blocked by neighboring buildings.
It was Monday, and ten glorious days since I’d moved in with Evan. Just over a week since I’d escaped from Pinky, Zhukov and that wretched building was the other way to look at it, and it was time I went back to retrieve more of my stuff.
Evan’s arm lay over my waist, his breath was warm on the back of my neck, and his morning wood was nestled against my backside.
God, it was nice to wake up with a warm man spooning me. That, and the sheets on this bed were to die for.
Since I appreciated sleeping on soft material more than most, I’d stretched my budget to afford the best five hundred thread count sheets that Target carried. These sheets however were in another class. The thread count probably had as many digits as Evan’s bank account.
I lifted my head enough to see the clock. It wasn’t too late yet, but I couldn’t dawdle and still be on time back to work across the river. The distance to work and the deli was the one big drawback of hanging out here with Evan.
As soon as I moved to get up, Evan’s arm tightened around me. “Good morning,” he breathed into my ear. “Did I tell you I like laying here with you?” Who would have guessed that the Shark of Wall Street was a secret cuddler.
I rolled to face him and got a sweet kiss as my reward. “I have to get up.”
“I’m already up.”
I grabbed his erection. “I can tell.” His cock was hot under my touch, and rock hard. “Does this happen every morning?”
“Naw.” He stretched his shoulders. “Only with you here.”
I doubted that was entirely the case, but still took pride in the statement.
“If you stay for a while, I know something we can do about it,” he prodded.
