I thought the first rule of thumb was to stick it to the man? Paige says with a laugh.
No one has anything bad to say about Kip, other than a few guys who think he’s an asshole—so I don’t know why Mariah has that look of disgust on her face.You sound… Jealous. Bitter. Petty.
I’m not being petty. Like I care who your date it. It’s one night; it’s not like you’re actually dating the guy.I say nothing, instead, resume my primp session by uncapping a tube of mauve lip tint.Unless you are. She’s standing up straight now, arms crossed, a slight glare across her brow. Are you dating him, Teddy?
I think that’s what I’d call it, yeah. I’m dating him.Since… I count back a few weekends, trying to figure out the timeline. A few weeks.
A few weeks! What the hell, why didn’t you say anything?
I laugh, careful not to smudge my lipstick. Why didn’t I say anything? Are you serious? You haven’t noticed I haven’t been home the past three weekends? I could have been dead somewhere—you never even text me anymore.Why the hell didn’t you call me last night? she answers.
Well, hello to you too, I reply with a laugh.This is serious, Lorelei. Someone came into your home. Whose ass do I need to kick? she asks.
You’ll be happy to know that I did just fine kicking some ass on my own, I tell her.Did you use the eye gouge and the head butt? she asks excitedly.