Page 122 of Twisted Fate

“Trust me, he hates that he did it because he’s still in love with you and gives a shit about how you feel. We all do stupid shit when we hurt.”

“How could Claire do that to me though? She’s my sister,” I questioned out loud, knowing full well that she was always going to be a selfish bitch, regardless of blood.

“You know all the girls at school would cut their tits off to sleep with Skeeter. Claire might be your sister, but up until recently, you two didn’t even know each other. Skeet is really sorry, you know? His way of dealing with pain is by causing more. You of all people know that’s how he expresses himself.”

My body sagged in defeat, my voice scratchy as I spoke.

I was such a fucking push over.

“I fucked it all up, didn’t I?”

“No,” he responded lightly, a loud snort coming from me.

“I dumped all five of you, ran off to partner up with Slash and the Psychos…”

“We all screwed a lot of shit up too. No one’s to blame,” he cut me off, the argument I expected, obviously not going to become an argument.

He wasn’t going to allow it, so I wouldn’t push.

Not this time.

“Can I use your phone to call Diesel to pick me up?”

“Skeet’s already on his way. I messaged him when you wandered down. Is that okay?”

No.

“Yeah, as long as he plays nice,” I mumbled, making him chuckle.

“Help yourself to a shower to wake up a little, if you want. I’ll stay down here to wait for Skeet.”

Wasn’t going to say no to that.

I enjoyed the hot shower, staying in there longer than I needed to.

When I finally got dressed and made my way downstairs, I took a deep breath and headed into the kitchen, my eyes locking straight onto Skeeter’s.

He gave me a playful smirk, breaking any tension that might have been there.

“Hey, baby girl. You ready?”

I nodded, fiddling with my hands awkwardly as I glanced at Caden.

I didn’t even know why I was shy all of a sudden.

Caden rolled his eyes, smiling sweetly at me for reassurance.

“Stay safe, okay? Let me know if you need me.”

I let him wrap me up in his arms and kiss my forehead, giving him a small smile and thanking him before I followed Skeeter outside to the McLaren.

I didn’t think he was going to speak to me at all, but he glanced at me once we were on the road, his voice gentle.

“Are you feeling up for tonight? Going to head to mine first because the guys aren’t running on time. Is that okay with you?”

“Yeah. Hey, Skeet?” I replied, making him hum in response.

Even his hums were sexy.