“You ready to tell me why Holden carried you into the room last night and why I saw him kissing your forehead as he placed you on the bed?”
“No!” I snap, falling back on the mattress, and pulling the sheet over my head.
“Well, too fucking bad,” Bailey says, jumping on the bed, and pulling the sheet away. “Tell me everything you dirty bitch!”
“Go away,” I grumble.
“Not on your life. Seriously though, are you okay?”
“I’m…I don’t know what I am, Bails.” Images of Holden and the way he made me feel last night dance along the edges of my mind and I smile to myself. But then I remember Ezra and his proposal, both of them. His to me and his to Holden. What a bastard. I frown.
She touches her hand to mine as I scoot my back up the headboard. “Listen, if you aren’t ready to talk I get it, but I love you and worry about you, so whatever it is, no judgements.”
“I slept with Holden,” I confess.
Her eyes widen and a smirk spreads across her face. “Get out! No way. Was he any good?”
That is not the response I was expecting. “Who are you and where is my friend?”
“You know as much as I hate that man, I have always wondered what he’d be like in bed. He’s a dickhead, but I’m not blind, Conleigh. You know why I really hold a grudge against him?”
“Because he was a player?”
“Because deep down I knew he didn’t want to be with me. Deep down I was a jealous bitch because he never looked at me the way he looks at you and I’m sorry I never said anything.”
My mouth hangs open and I don’t know what to say. “What?”
She shrugs. “That man is crazy about you, and well…you seemed so happy with Ezra, so I thought not my circus not my monkeys, ya know? Holden doesn’t exactly have a great track record, but what about Ezra? You have been together a long time and not to mention they are friends, best friends and you live with both of them. Holy shit! What are you doing you crazy vixen?”
“I don’t know. I need coffee and then I will figure my shit out.”
“Coffee is an excellent start.” She grins.
“Why are you so happy?” I ask, as she goes to her side of the room. “It’s too early for this crap.”
“No, it’s almost noon and this is the most exciting thing to happen in my life.” She gets a weird expression on her face. “I can’t even get a date and you have two men in love with you. There is something wrong with this picture,” she teases.
I can’t believe she is being so cool about Holden. I was sure she would freak out and give me the tongue lashing I deserve. As bad as Ezra is, I am still a bigger asshole. I fucked his best friend and truth is, I want to do it again. I’m a horrible person.
After a trip to the bathroom and changing into one of my outfits Bailey borrowed months ago, we are both ready to head down the street to our favorite breakfast spot, King’s Diner. They have the best steak and eggs around. I don’t really have much of an appetite, but I will think better with some food in my stomach.
Right as we are walking of the building someone calls out my name. “Conleigh!” Ezra shouts from the parking lot.
“Oh boy,” Bailey squeals like an excited school girl.
“Shut it,” I hiss at her, and she gives me a who me look.
We stop in our tracks as he jogs over to us. He looks as shitty as I feel. Dark circles shadow his eyes as he runs a hand through his hair. He’s dressed in a pair of ball shorts and t-shirt, and I can’t for the life of me remember seeing him dressed so down in forever.
“Why didn’t you stay at the apartment last night?” He goes to grab my hand, and I jerk away from his touch.
“I don’t know, Ezra. Maybe because you have been fucking Judy behind my back for months.”
Bailey’s mouth pops open and snaps shut as I glare at her, warning her to keep quiet. Ezra doesn’t know about Holden and me and I plan to keep it that way.
“You lied to me.”
“Can we go somewhere and talk. Just the two of us. Please.” His green eyes do appear remorseful, and I suppose after being together for two years, I need to hear him out so we can both get some closure.