Chapter 39

“Excuse me?”

“I slept with him.” Shameless Tyler seemed to actually feel a bit. “I had my laptop…”

“Webcam, too, I bet,” Ben huffed.

“Maybe when I was in the shower, he…”

“Asshole!”

“Ow! I need that arm!” Tyler rubbed where Taylor smacked.

“Omlet and I met, by the way,” she said. “I pretty much gave him the ‘no comment’ treatment. I wish I could have done more.”

“Thanks.”

“You gonna get your parents and their lawyer cronies after Yu?” Tyler asked.

“Not worth it to me.” Ben still couldn’t look at either one of them. “They might disagree. I dunno. We’ll see.” It wasn’t anger, more like regret, for being certain Tyler had thrown him under the bus for money. Maturity was a double-edged sword.

“I still think it’s kinda hot…You hot, me hot, both of us naked and hard hot…”

“Jesus, Ty!” Ben threw up his hands, wondering if Tyler felt any remorse at all. “Most of us came here for the sport—to compete for our country, for the gold. Your main goal seems to be getting off.”