Annoyed, I turned to see who was yelling at me.
Long dark-brown hair, a short skirt, and a bra-like top her tits were half hanging out of was all I saw. She looked vaguely familiar to me, but I couldn’t place where I knew her from. Girls like her were a dime a dozen. Noticing she finally had my attention, the chick walked over to us.
“Hey, did you find a gold earring at your place yesterday? A hoop with an emerald hanging from it?” she asked loud enough for everyone around us to hear.
I bit back a groan, realizing exactly where I knew this bitch from. She was one of the two I took home Wednesday night. Roanna froze in my arms, her hands pushing at my chest, trying to get away from me. I looked down at her, saw the hurt and jealousy she couldn’t hide, and wanted to punch something.
“Hello?” The brunette snapped her fingers near my face. I didn’t hit girls, but fuck did I wanted to slap this annoying bitch. “Did you find it or not? It was expensive, and I know I had it when we left together the other night with Tanya. She hasn’t seen it, so it must be at your place.”
“Wow,” Roanna bit out, disgust lacing her words.
“Ro—” I started, but she finally broke away from me.
“You had a threesome with this chick the night before last?” she demanded.
Not wanting to lie to her, but not wanting to confirm it either, I stayed silent. She turned away from me, stomping through the crowd that seemed to swallow her up, but not before I saw the tears glazing her eyes.
“Look, I just want to get my earring back. My boyfriend gave it to me for my birthday a few weeks ago.” The brunette was still there, still harping on about her fucking earring and standing in my way. “I need to find it before he realizes I lost it.”
“I haven’t seen your damn earring!” I roared, causing her to flinch. “Now fuck off.”
I hurried after Roanna, slamming my shoulder into anyone who didn’t get out of my way quick enough. Catching up to her, I grabbed her arm and turned her to face me. “Don’t run away from me, Ro. You don’t have any right to be pissed at me for this. You and I weren’t together when I fucked her.”
“Excuse me? Just a few nights ago, you were fucking not one bitch, but two of them. And then today, you want me to be with you?” She jerked her arm away, only to slap her hands on my chest, trying to push me away from her. It might have been funny if a tear hadn’t spilled down her cheek at that moment. “This is why we can only be friends, Sin. You can’t keep your dick out of every pussy you see long enough for us to ever be anything more than that.”
Frustrated, I stabbed my fingers through my hair. “Anything I did before you agreed to give us a chance has nothing to do with you. I won’t be fucking around anymore. Not now that I have you.”
“You don’t have me, Sin.”
She started to turn away from me, and I was fed up with all the bullshit. I twisted her around and bent so I could lift her over my shoulder. Her fists slapped against my back, and I had to lock an arm behind her knees so she couldn’t kick me.
“Put me down!” she raged, her fists landing some good blows. “Put! Me! Down!”
Ignoring her and the stares we were getting, I carried her through the club and out to the valet. No doubt we would end up on YouTube or TMZ, and then Emmie would have my ass in a sling because she would have to deal with the PR fallout from it. I didn’t care, though. Roanna was being stubborn, and I wasn’t about to let her just walk away and have time to put her walls back up before we could talk this out.
“Put me down, you fucking asshole. I’m not leaving with you. You can’t make me!”
Outside, she drew the attention of everyone trying to get into the club, while I dug out my valet ticket to hand over to the attendant. As soon as he went to get my car, I rearranged her so I didn’t drop her.
“Quiet down,” I growled at her. “People are thinking I’m kidnapping you. Do you want me to get arrested?”
“You are kidnapping me!” she screamed.
“Bullshit. I’m just taking you somewhere we can talk like reasonable adults.”
“I don’t want to go anywhere with you, motherfucker. You’re a cheating scumbag.”
“When did I cheat on you? We’ve been together all of six hours, and you’ve been beside me that entire time,” I reminded her.
“Ugh!” she screamed. “I hate you so much right now.”
“Because I’m telling the truth?” I asked calmly.
“Because you hurt my heart,” she snapped. “I never should have gone t
o your place earlier. I’m so fucking stupid when it comes to you.”
I rubbed a hand over her luscious ass. “I’m sorry I hurt your heart,” I told her, hating myself.