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“Nope.”
“What is Emily going to say?” I ask.
“Emily and I aren’t together. I’ve got a lot less to lose than our serial cheater over there.”
“I’m not…” she pauses while her brain desperately tries to remember what happened last night. Clearly, she doesn’t remember shit. “Fuck!”
My gaze lands on Ella to see her reaction. I don’t miss the failed suppressed smile she exchanges with Chris. I peer at him just to see his index finger skimming his lips in a shush sign and the wink he gives her. But Ella breaks the silence anyway.
“You guys didn’t sleep together,” she admits. “Chris is just messing with you. I was with Luke all night.” She grimaces before adding, “Even during the butt tattoo.”
Rose slowly turns to Chris, her lips pressed tight. “We’re even.”
Chris gives her his most sarcastic bark. “You tattooed a wonky bottle of Jack Daniel’s on my forearm. We are so far from even I can’t even see it on the horizon.”
“I was three seconds away from having an aneurysm, you made me believe I cheated on Rach.”
“And who knows what I’ll do next.” He wiggles his eyebrows in mockery.
“If I find my car burnt down, it’ll be too far, Christopher,” she fake-chastises him.
“Thanks, I’ll remember the hard limit.”
We only get to enjoy a lighthearted, hungover breakfast for another half hour. Ella is taking a picture of the four of us lined up, showing our fresh tattoos when she grimaces.
“Nateis calling you,” she says as she reads the name on the screen.
“Fuck,” Ozy whispers.
“Just hang up,” I say.
“Are you sure?” Ella insists. She hangs up anyway. “Okay, pose again guys…wait…he texted. He says to call back. Urgent. Oh, he’s calling again.”
“Jake, just take it already,” my sister huffs.
Why does reality always have to catch up?
“What should I do?” Ella questions.
“Pick up or I will. You’re putting Ella in an awkward situation because you want to escape consequences,” Ozy repeats.
“Fine,” I snap. I take the phone from Ella. “I’m putting Ella in an awkward situation. Says the girl who tattooed Luke’s butt in front of her.” I slide my thumb on the screen. “What do you want?”
“I’m driving to your friend’s house as we speak. If you and your idiot of a sister are not outside by the time I get there, I’m coming in to fuck everyone up.”
He hangs up.
Could Nate take on me, Luke,andChris? I doubt so.
Do I want to take the risk? Not even a little bit. If he’s with Sam, it’ll be a whole fucking mess I just don’t have the mental strength for right now.
“Let’s go, Ozy,” I say.
“What did he say?” Chris asks, his brows furrowing into seriousness and concern.
“Nothing, he’s just pissed we didn’t come home last night.”
We’ve been waiting on the streets for ten minutes when Nate stops his Porsche Cayenne in front of us. I was just going to get in, but he opens his door and gets out.
