I glance down the hallway where my master bedroom is. I chuckle nervously. “What do you mean?” I ask vaguely.
“I mean how’s the plan working out so far?” Victor slaps my back.
I want Victor to stop running his fucking mouth, but I can’t exactly act suspicious either and raise his curiosity even further.
“So, are you at full seduction level with her yet? Is she just drooling over you and melting into your arms just like you want? Is she right where you want her?”
Victor’s eyes are eager and dazzling like he wants to gossip like a fucking teenage girl.
“Calm down, man,” I say, pitching my voice low.
Jesus Christ. I bet you’re really freaking out right now, aren’t you? Yeah, me too, even though I’m trying to play it cool. But I don’t want Molly to overhear him any more than you do.
“Well, have you at least brought up the membership thing to her yet?” Victor asks.
You know just a few seconds ago when I mentioned that my worst fear is Molly overhearing Victor?
You probably already know where this is heading, don’t you?
Yep, you’re right. Spot on. Of fucking course, she walks in the room at the exact moment that Victor asks about the membership.
I have the fleeting sensation that I’m floating, then my cheeks burn with humiliation, because I’m caught.
Wait a second! Maybe she didn’t overhear the entire conversation.
Fat fucking chance, and the next words out of her mouth make me cringe to my core.
She looks at me with eyes like a wou
nded bunny, as if I just shot her in the forest for no apparent reason while she just so happened to be hopping by.
I glance at Victor with a look that lets him know I’m going to kill him the first chance I get. I don’t want to make eye contact with Molly, but I force myself to, because it’s what a real man does when he’s cornered. I don’t fucking flee.
She asks the burning question that I already know is coming.
“Owen,” she stammers in disbelief. “Is it true?” She looks between Victor and me.
“What?” I ask. Maybe I can get away with playing dumb here?
“Have you just been trying to seduce me this whole time?” Her voice cracks, but she doesn’t cry.
“Yes.” I nod and hang my shoulders. “It’s true.” There’s no fucking point in denying any of it. She obviously heard it all.
“Why?” Her voice is hurt, broken.
I take a deep breath and look at Victor. He’s staring at the ground remorsefully. The dick.
“I’m so sorry, Molly.” I try to take her hands, but she jerks away and takes a few steps back, away from me.
“I got kicked out of one of your father’s clubs,” I admit. “I thought that if I could get you on my side, you could help me re-instate my membership.”
I omit the part about being able to uphold my date with Crystal. I know that little tidbit will be too much for Molly to bear on top of fucking everything else.
“You fucking asshole!” Molly slaps my chest.
I stand there and take her abuse because I’m fucking pond scum and I deserve it.
“How could you treat me like this? The lies?” She’s really shouting now. “I trusted you, you fucking dirt bag!”