"You better not tell anyone about this Andre or I swear to God I'll kill you." Alex pointed his long index finger at me and I rolled my eyes at him.
"As if I'd want anyone to know I slept with you. I'd rather shoot myself in the head than have people know I had sex with you. If you're worried about it getting back to your girl, you don't have to worry."
"Oh, honestly I don't care that I cheated. That was bound to happen in our relationship anyway," Alex waved me off. "I just don't want people to that I slept with you of all tucking people."
I scoffed at him. He's such a dick.
"How do you think I feel? You fucking Claremont's are nothing but manipulative inconsiderate, snobs who think they're better than everyone they come across when in reality you all are nothing but prudes with sticks up your asses."
Alex's bushy brows furrowed at me, and I swear I could see a vein popping out from his neck.