“Worth a try.” He shrugs.
“Did you come to Italy to kill me?” I ask.
“Sure did.”
“And why didn’t you?”
“Keir got there… plans changed.”
“Did Joey plan to kill me?”
“Yep…” He pauses, gaining my attention. “You broke his heart. Of course, he wanted to kill you.”
We carry my things to the car, and Lucas heads to Bianca’s place.
“Stop at Joey’s, please.”
Lucas smiles.
“My pleasure. But I ain’t waiting while you go and get your booty call.”
“I just want to give him something I took.”
“His heart.” Lucas laughs at his own joke.
“Ha-ha. Funny.”
“I thought so.” He smirks.
We stop in front of Joey’s house, and I go up and knock. While I wait, I think Abigail will answer, but a blonde is standing there when the door is opened.
And the first thing I think of is when we were in Joey’s car, and he told me to take off my blonde wig because he liked brunettes. Now I really know why.
“Hi.” Her voice is sweet as she smiles at me. “We didn’t order food.”
“Is Joey here?”
“Yeah, he’s in the shower right now.”
“Oh, is he?”
“Oh shit,” Lucas says, obviously having gotten out of the car.
I push past her, and she yells something at me. I don’t care. Taking the steps two at a time, I open his bedroom door and go straight for the bathroom. Opening the door, I see him with his head against the wall with a bathroom full of steam.
“Simone, give me a minute.”
“Simone, right! Did she happen to suck your cock?” I ask, and his head whips around. When he spots me, his lips thin, then turn into a smirk.
“Are you… jealous, Adora?”
I move in closer, my body on fire. I want to hurt him so badly, wipe that stupid look off his face.How could he?
“Damn, jealousy looks good on you, just so you know.”
“How could you?”
“How could I what?” He narrows his eyes, his expression mocking. “Did you forget Becca?”