Chapter 7: Truth or Dare

Did Charles meet with another girl after me? Of course he did.

The thought stung, a pang of jealousy I hadn't expected. He had the reputation, after all - a notorious playboy, leaving a trail of broken hearts in his wake. I tried to convince myself I didn't care, that I shouldn't care. It was none of my business what he did, who he charmed with those smoldering eyes and that devilish grin.

He owed me nothing; we'd shared a stolen moment, a reckless, exhilarating night, nothing more. But as much as I told myself this, a bitter taste lingered in my mouth, a cold knot in my stomach.

Blake's voice cut through my thoughts, "Come, sit with us and tell us about that mystery woman, it sounds like she is interesting enough to keep your attention!" He chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement as we moved back to the couches.

Why did he have to ask about that? I felt exposed, and more than ready to flee the room, to escape.