“He’s right.” Bree’s brows furrow, but I can’t help detecting how fake her concern is. “The girls and boys are right outside. You don’t want them to see you this way, Rei.”
“Maybe she does.” Asher finally speaks after watching from afar like a creep.
I don’t actually believe whatever engagement we have is genuine, so I don’t care that he didn’t come to the hospital with Alex. The least he could do, however, is not throw a pool party while I struggle to move.
I throw him a glare before I address Bree. “I just got home from the hospital. I’d rather get some sleep.”
“Yeah, right. Sure.” She pats my hand with mock sympathy. “Don’t worry about the squad. I’m holding down the fort just fine.”
Uh-huh. Why do I feel like that was supposed to be a jab toward me?
“Sure,” I say anyway.
“Wait.” The one named Owen—who’s still kneeling in front of me—cuts in. “You really remember nothing?”
I nod.
“How about the blowjob you promised me after the last game?”
My eyes snap to Asher. He remains completely still, as if his friend didn’t just suggest I give him a blowjob.
His blank face is a mystery on its own. I don’t know if it’s a lack of reaction or a completely different way of showing it.
Meeting Owen’s gaze, I say, “What do I get out of that promise?”
He pauses, taken aback. “What?”
“I wouldn’t promise to blow you if I wasn’t going to get something out of it.”
Asher smirks while Sebastian laughs.
“Well, fuck, girl.” Owen stands up. “You look like a zombie but your tongue hasn’t changed.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Should it?”
“Maybe.”
“Or maybe not,” I counter.
Asher moves in my peripheral vision and I could almost swear he was about to say something, but he stops.
Another man comes inside from where Elizabeth walked in earlier. He’s tall with mocha skin and curly black hair. He smiles, and unlike any of the four surrounding me, it reaches his eyes. I mirror it, my heart feeling light. For some reason, I feel like I know him.
Really know him.
“Jason,” Elizabeth says with glee. “You’ve come just in time.”
“How you doin’, Reina?” He stops beside me. “So sorry I couldn’t visit. Mom didn’t tell me.”
Elizabeth laughs awkwardly. “He was at camp. You know, it’s the beginning of the season, Miss Reina.”
“It’s okay.” I smile up at both of them. “I’m alive, after all.”
“And apparently with no memories.” Asher’s biting tone comes from my side.
Apparently with no memories.
What is that supposed to mean?