That can’t be it. He seemed fine at lunch today. I did bring up Lucy, though. So fucking stupid of me! I should have just let it go. But, again, he seemed fine. He fucked me right there on his desk, we had lunch and then he walked me down to my car. Kissed me goodbye with a promise to see me tonight for dinner.
My cell rings, and I run to it. I see its Jasmine. “Hello?” I snap.
“Hey, where are you?” she demands. I can hear the sound of her car in the background, letting me know she’s driving.
“At home.”
“I’m coming to get you. Get dressed.”
I look over my black dress and sigh. “Unfortunately, I am. Where are we going?”
“Well, I just got a text from my ex. Remember him? Trenton? He said that he thought Grave was dating my friend, you, and I said yes. He proceeded to tell me that Grave is at the Airport …”
I fist my hands. “Fighting?”
She ignores my question. “Didn’t you guys have a date tonight?”
“Yes.” Alexa had tonight off, and we were going to go have a girls’ night, but Grave wanted to take me to dinner, so I dropped them for him. Big fucking mistake on my part. “I’ve been waiting two hours for him. He blew me off for the fucking Airport?” My next thought is he did it to spend time with Lucy. She works there.
“Yeah, Trenton said he’s fucked up. Bad. I tried calling Cross, but he didn’t answer. Bones’s phone went straight to voicemail, and I don’t want to bother Titan. I spoke to Emilee earlier and they were coming back early.”
I bow my head, running my free hand through my hair. “What are you saying?”
She lets out a long breath. “I’m saying that this is the time you choose, April.”
“Choose what?” I ask, but I’m already throwing my purse over my shoulder.
“If you’re going to fight for him or not.” She pauses. “I was told he was seen with Lucy.”
I swallow the knot that forms in my throat. My heart beating faster at her statement. I was right. He’s with her. But … we had agreed we were exclusive, right? That was what he established at lunch today. This is my fault. I expected too much from him. A guy like Grave doesn’t settle down. He’s been fucking Lucy for years now. Isn’t that what the girls had said? If he won’t commit to her, then he won’t commit to me.
He stood me up to be with her. Why not just tell me he couldn’t make it? Or be honest and say hey, I don’t want to go out with you tonight, someone better came up?
Making up my mind, I decide that I’m going to tell him in person to go to hell. “I’ll be waiting for you outside.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
GRAVE
I WAKE UP with a pounding headache. A ringing in my ears and sensitive eyes. I realize I’m in a bed. It’s not mine. But I’ve been here before. I remember the purple accents.
I roll over to see April lying next to me. Sound asleep. “What …?” I trail off, lifting the covers to see she is on her left side, facing me. And she wears a shirt from Kingdom. It’s a men’s shirt, swallowing her up. And that’s it.
Then I look at myself. I’m completely naked.
Fuck!
I lie back and run a hand down over my face. How did I end up with her last night? I look back over her, and she still wears her makeup. Black streaks that I know have to be from tears are now dry on her cheeks.
What did I do to her?
Fuck, we were supposed to have a date. Right? Why can’t I remember it?
Did I physically hurt her? I lift the sheets once again and run my eyes over her exposed skin but see no physical signs.
I crawl out of bed and stumble to the en suite bathroom. I wash my face with cold water and brush my teeth with a random toothbrush. I’ll use anything to get this awful taste out of my mouth. Then I use the mouthwash. The taste no longer lingers, but my mouth feels like fucking sandpaper.
What the hell did I do last night? And how did April end up here? Did I fuck her? I don’t remember shit!
I run a hand through my hair. It’s standing every which way. There are dark circles under my bloodshot eyes. And a cut in the corner of my upper lip. Not the first time I’ve woken up in this situation, just wondering how she got involved in it.
The bathroom door opens, and Titan enters. He takes one look at me naked and shakes his head, looking away. He tosses me a pair of gray sweatpants that are in his hand, and I sit my ass on the side of the tub to put them on, not trusting my balance to stand.