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“I needed you before. I don’t need you now,” I barked in
her face.
Her neck flushed pink, and Lila looked at me with such
heartbreaking eyes… Fuck.
Her fingers circled my wrist, and she brought my hand
up. Her thumb brushed over my swollen, bruised knuckles.
“You promised that you wouldn’t ever stop being my friend,
and I vowed that no matter what, we wouldn’t let our
fuckedupness get in the way of our friendship. I’m not here
as your ex. I’m here as your friend. So, either you shower,
get dressed and eat breakfast like a normal person, or I will
drag you. Got it?”
Lila let my hand go, and she stalked away, only pausing
at the door. She cocked her head to the side, looking at me
over her shoulders. “And trust me, I can, and I will. You
might be a hundred pounds heavier than me, but,
remember, you trained me in how to use my weight against
someone heavier than me.”
Goddamn it.
AN HOUR LATER, I found myself shoveling breakfast in my
mouth. Colton tapped his fingers over the countertop,
looking everywhere but my face. “Why did you let her in?” I
said, around a mouthful.
Colton cleared his throat. “I didn’t. I tried to close the
door, but she kicked it open.”
I dropped the fork on my plate. He was kidding, he had
to be. “You’re telling me, that you couldn’t stop a hundredpound
woman from entering your home?”
“She threatened my dick, man.” His voice lowered to a
whisper. “She’s legit a psychopath. No wonder you two
suited each other so well.”
Fuck that. I shoved another forkful in my mouth.