My eyes flicked to Jase and Jenna of their own volition.
Me: Doesn’t matter. I knew what I was doing.
You didn’t tame a guy like Jason Ford. You enjoyed whatever he was willing to give you and filed it away under ‘fun while it lasted’. Jenna knew this, all the girls at school knew this, and yet, it didn’t stop them trying to conquer him. To make him fall at their feet. And there had been many who had tried... and failed. But I didn’t bunch myself with them because I was under no illusions when it came to Jason Ford, QB One, and Rixon’s golden boy of football.
Hails: You deserve so much more xo
The xo made me smile. She might have been pissed at me for sleeping with her step-brother, but Hailee wouldn’t stay mad for long. We were ride or die, and it would take a damn sight more than some guy to ever come between us.
Me: I love you too xo
I hit send and finally looked over at her, both of us grinning. But then something caught Hailee’s eye and her face paled. I didn’t need to turn around. I already knew what I’d find. But I did it anyway. To prove to myself—and maybe her—that I was in control of this situation. That Jason was just a semi-drunk lapse in judgment.
The second my eyes landed on them—Jenna plastered against him, their lips moving, tongues licking—I knew it was all a lie though. One I kept telling myself over and over, because if you kept repeating something, it had to be true, right?
My hands shook as I pushed my tray out of the way and stood up.
“Fee?” Asher’s voice barely perforated the white noise in my head. Jason wasn’t only kissing Jenna, he was devouring her, and I was pretty sure in about ten seconds they would be fucking in the cafeteria. Sexual energy rolled off them, hitting me like a wrecking ball.
“I- I have to go,” I rushed out, trying to keep my voice even. “I forgot. I have an appointment with Miss Hampstead.”
He frowned up at me; eyes narrowing, clouded with suspicion.
“I’ll see you later, okay?” I forced a smile that I knew probably looked wrong.
“I’ll come with you,” Hailee said across the table.
“No, it’s cool.” I made myself meet her sympathetic gaze. “I’ll see you in fourth period.”
But the second I went to move I realized my mistake. To get out of the cafeteria, I’d have to walk directly by Jason and Jenna.
Crap.
Taking a deep breath, I grabbed my tray and kept my head held high. I was so proud of myself for keeping it together. Only a few more steps and I’d be clear of them and their live sex show. Until something brushed the back of my leg, and I froze. My breath caught as I willed myself to calm down. It was nothing. A gust of win
d from an open window maybe, or dust particles in the air. Before I could stop myself, I looked down. Dark eyes stared back at me.
Jason.
It was Jason.
He stared at me, through me, as I stood there paralyzed. Jenna was still kissing him, trailing her treacherous mouth all over his skin. Skin that less than forty-eight hours ago, I’d tasted. Skin I had been kissing.
A violent shiver rolled up my spine, my stomach churning.
Move, Felicity. Just keep walking.
Jason’s brow rose as he continued to stare at me, barely kissing Jenna back, but not stopping her either.
His intense gaze was cruel.
But then, I shouldn’t have expected anything else.
Steeling myself, I narrowed my eyes at him, lingering for a second, and then put one foot in front of the other and kept walking. Telling myself he hadn’t just ripped out my heart and stomped all over it.
Jason
“We need to talk,” Cameron pressed his hand against my chest blocking my exit from the locker room.