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Shit, I just needed a keg

Screwing off the cap, I flipped it onto the counter with a sigh and watched it spin dizzily across the granite As I stood there, the bottle cool in led to put a na across my skin It wasn’t just Tanner God, it was never just one thing It was always a bag of stupid crap that hadover a lot of things--the phone call withstuck in life when everyone else wason with Tanner And for so about what I’d said the first night with Tanner, about how I felt when I’d been going down on Tanner Had I been forced before? None of the guys had pressured one under the i frothey had done that I could recall But it was me I’d felt that pressure to do it, to avoid the actual sex, because why else would they be with me?

Why else had Tanner been so nice to otten some He hadn’t even really had to work for it I’d just handed it right over

I wanted to bang my head off a wall, because it sounded so pathetic, like the way Tanner had looked at uys

This was stupid

Everything was stupid

I sighed again Great I was o-stick-ht completed itself That wasn’t cool Not cool at all

"Andrea"

I jumped, and sticky beer sloshed overon the other side of the island "What are you doing? Stalking me?"

"Yeah," he replied blandly "That’s why I called your na to be stealth"

"Really stupid stalkers would do that" My heart slowed in ?" As soon as I asked that, I felt like the ass, but anger…anger had always been so easy to grasp onto

His shoulders rose with a deep breath "You’ve been avoiding me all day"

"Have not"

He cocked his head to the side and raised both brows "You practically hid in your room or attached yourself to Syd all day"

"I was…I was spending girl-ti"

"Andrea…"