Page 36 of Only Ever Yours
Jaydon: though, I still think your other lips taste sweeter.
Fuck.
My breath catches. Heat crawls up my neck as I bite back a giggle and glance around the café like someone might’ve just read it over my shoulder.
He’s making my pussy wet with a simple text. I’m so fucked. I groan inwardly. He doesn’t get to do this shit to me. He thinks he can play around with me and my sister at the same time. No thank you, asshole.
I quickly type my response and send it to him.
Ellie: Fuck you
Then I shove my phone in the back pocket of my jean shorts.
The drive home is quick, and I’m pissed to see my sister’s car in the driveway when I pull up. I haven’t talkedto her since yesterday, and I don’t want to fucking talk to her now. I’m still spun up thinking about Jaydon and his stupid texts, and now I have to fucking see her as well.
I grab my bag from the passenger seat and step out of the car. I'm silently praying she’s not actually home. Maybe someone picked her up. I know it’s wishful thinking, but I can only hope. Of course, when I step into the kitchen from the garage, her grimy ass is sitting at the bar with a sleazy grin on her fucking face.
“Hey, how did your date go last night… you fuck him?” She cocks her head, twirling her straw in her half-empty glass.
My eyes go wide. Ugh. I seriously can’t with her dumbass right now. I’m starting to wonder how we are even related at this point.
“Not that it is any of your business,” I bite out, slinging my bag on the counter, “but no, I didn’t fuck him, Breanne. Why the hell would you ask me that?”
“Hmm,” she giggles a fake-ass laugh. “Well, I got fucked last night, and it was amazing. Want me to give you details?” She leans towards me like she's about to share a dirty secret. “All the things he did to me, you would never believe, his tongue—.”
I hold up my hand, cutting her off, “Enough!” I shout and grab my bag from the counter. Spinning on my heels, I storm out of the kitchen and head to my room.
My fucking blood is boiling.
I could smack her smug face right now.
Fuck her.
And fuck him.
They can both go to hell.
I know exactly what she’s insinuating—that she fucked Jaydon last night. She made damn sure she told me she was going out with him. But what I don’t understand is why he continues to mess with my head if he’s seeing my sister.
I can still hear her snarky laugh echoing behind me as I reach my bedroom door.
I got a text from Haleigh asking me to come over for dinner shortly after I got home, so I’m headed over to her house now. I had to get away from Breanne; I can’t stand to be around her anymore. I don’t know what the fuck her deal is. I didn’t even come out of my room all afternoon, and I’m starving since I missed lunch. Hopefully, my bestie will have lots of food because she’s eating for two, and I might as well be, considering how hungry I am.
The sun is just getting ready to set as I make my way up her huge front porch steps. Her house is gorgeous—acentury-old farmhouse that has been well-maintained over the years. Ryan bought it for her as a surprise when they got back together.
Hopefully, one day, I can find a man who treats me the same way that he treats Haleigh. That man is crazy over her. She opens the door as soon as I knock and pulls me into the best hug.
“Hey, bestie! I missed you.”
I giggle, “Hales, I just talked to you earlier…”
She’s still hugging me. “I know, but I just missed you…” I can hear the tears in her voice, full of emotion.
I pull back to look at her face while still holding her by the shoulders. “What’s going on, Hales?” She’s scaring me. “Is everything alright?”
“Yes…” she starts to laugh.
I give her a weird look. “You sure? Because I’m not sure why you’re crying right now, girl.”
