“Don’t worry, she was fine,” Riley snarked, not being able to help taking a jab at him.
“Why am I not surprised that she was with you?” he asked dryly, and I knew he was going to argue with me about it when we were in private.
I was doing a terrible job at hiding my discomfort since Logan was studying me with concern as if I needed saving, and Stanley glared at him, wrapping an arm around my waist to keep me against his side.
“I told you she’s taken, asshole. Who the fuck are you?”
Logan let out a light chuckle, and as much as I didn’t know him well, I knew he was going to say something stupid from the way Reid rolled his eyes.
“I’m the guy your girl’s going to run to when she’s sick of your shit. Don’t be a possessive asshole. You’re not treating her right if you’re worried she’ll stray.”
Stanley’s fingers dug into my waist and I cringed a fraction before I could stop it. Reid’s eyes dropped to where he was bruising me, and I was surprised when he spoke up. “You’re hurting her. Let her go.”
Riley’s body turned to face us properly as she inspected us, but Stanley laughed.
“Mind your own business. Are you fucking her?”
“Reid,” Raven warned quietly, but he ignored her and took a step forward, his fists clenched and fury written all over his face.
“I don’t give a shit who you are, but if I see you hurting a woman, I’ll kick your ass.”
Riley took my arm and tugged me away from them to keep me safe, and Stanley pointed at her. “Don’t fucking touch her, you pussy munching cunt.”
She snorted, grabbing her bat that had been leaning on Ander’s car to show Stanley she had it. “You think I feel threatened by you? If you get rough with Luna, I’ll cave your fucking skull in.”
This was going downhill fast, and my heart beat faster as he got in her face. They’d never resorted to violence before, but I was starting to panic at their current exchange.
“You just want to fuck her. Guess what? My girl doesn’t want your diseased pussy, Donovan,” he spat, and I wanted to smack her when her lips tilted into a small smile. She didn’t say anything, but the look on her face said enough. She might as well have screamed out that she’d fucked me.
She finally pushed him back a step, letting out a light laugh. “You’re so easy to rile up, you know? Keep your macho bullshit away from the track. If you want to fight, then get in your car and race me like a grown-up.”
“Guys, please don’t fight,” I said softly, but Stanley gave me a dirty look.
“You’re taking her side?”
“No. I just don’t want you arguing. You’re my boyfriend and she’s my best friend. I hate it when this happens,” I answered, but he shook his head, taking a step back.
“I’m not putting up with this bitch’s bullshit. We’re leaving. Get in the car, Luna.”
He was testing me to see if I’d stay with Riley or go with him.
Riley rolled her eyes, but she tensed when I took a step towards him. “Can we stay to watch Beckett race?”
“No. Either stay here or get in the car,” he snapped, and I knew my only option was to get in the car. He looked furious, and I didn’t want him causing a scene.
“Okay,” I mumbled, and Riley finally snapped.
“You’re seriously going to let him tell you what to do? I hate it when you let people walk all over you. You deserve better than this piece of shit and you fucking know it,” she seethed, shoving her hood off her head so I could see how pissed she was. “You’re not a lapdog that does as you’re told like a good girl. Grow a backbone and stay if you want. We’ll take you home later.”
Her walls went up as I shook my head and forced a small smile. “It’s okay. I want to go.”
“I guess you made your choice then,” she said flatly, the hint of disappointment flickering in her gaze. “Fuck you, Luna. If you want to side with your homophobic, asshole boyfriend, be my guest.”
“Riley…” She didn’t let me finish before she stomped off, and I was surprised when Ander eyed me with annoyance before following her.
I didn’t feel like this was one of our usual fights. She’d usually flip out, say nasty shit to me, and then paw at some random girl’s tits all night until they went home together. This felt like she’d admitted defeat.
Stanley was stalking towards his car, and Reid dropped an arm around my shoulders to speak quietly in my ear before I could follow. “Do you want my number in case you need help later?”