ng. Aiden is still waitin

He whispers the words right beneath my ear

lf in this situation- to be groped and fondle

ghly, and that's when my

s from around his waist. My feet have barely tou

glaring at me a

ks, pointing at both of us. "S

matter to you?" I'm doing a good job, pr

new then? I cheat on you, and the next

just moved

arcastic laugh anymore. He's staring in disbelief. "Wait, don

g us with no small

" I smirk, loving how red his face looks. "You're the one who ch

this way. I'll find a way to

talking about. You're scre

talk to a lady." Aiden steps in betw

" Theo snarls at him. "I'm

y... you

did yo

" Aiden grins, facing off against his brother in

e? Surely they aren't about to fi

h

nostrils flare. "I'm not goi

at? So you can yell at

surprise. I stare at him in shock,

Cross is helping me right n

unable to believe it. "So it's true?

gh. How can she be, when we've been going at it like wild bunnies? I'm sorry, Theo, if Wil

s priceless, and I almost

at his sides. He's thinking a

old of his arm. "That

of me,"

egs. "Please.

the way she's glaring at me with

at makes

y. Now, I'm left behind, with Aiden. I'm trying to work up

on. Please, report t

ave I done? Is this about the almos

to look at Aiden. I break into a run, escaping the aw

*

in tr

ost fight between Theo and Aiden

e punished for ruining th

ing for me. He's wearing that pristine suit, stoic expression i

Omega brothers, and i

ng here?" I try to sound

send him? I thought I made myself clear when I sai

up until three months ago, I didn't have a family. Had barely two cents to scrape together. Now, I

t were th

ng to voicemail." Terry addresses me gently, almost as if he can tell that I'm

not in trouble. This is merely a check-in. "I had a situation.

typing away on his phone, no doubt texting my dad

hy

nt tonight. He wants

mace, trying to find the ri

en looking at us. He's busy riff

is." Terry hands over a shiny credit

l, as you can see, I'm still in my cheerleading uniform.

ver you're ready, I'll

en I approach the parking lot, fr

m glittery chandeliers to sparkling champagne f

he Dixon Centre, Cary Thompson is already