“I thought you might need this if you‘re going to stay out here,” Michael said.
She turned and saw that he was holding her leather coat in his hands. She snatched it from him hands, not bothering to thank him.
“You’re welcome,” he said sarcastically.
She ignored him as she quickly put the jacket on, welcoming the warmth of the leather. She silently thanked her mom for always keeping it hot as hell in her house during the winter.
“Hey, don’t be mad at Shelby, she didn’t mean anything by saying what she said.”
“And how the hell would you know? You just met her like, two minutes ago; now you’re an expert on her thoughts?”
“No…but she’s still in there apologizing, so I’d assume if she’d known how upset you’d get by her telling them your business, she wouldn’t have told everybody about the breakup.”
Raquel rolled her eyes and turned her back to him. “Well, thanks for the jacket, but you can leave now. I came out here to get away from everybody so…”
“If you’re going to stay outside by yourself, I’ll keep you company…I don’t mind.”
“Well, I kind of do mind,” she snapped at him again.
He held up his hands in defeat. “Okay, okay! No need to bite my head off. I’ll leave; I was just trying to be nice.”
He turned to go back inside the house, but before he went inside he said, “You know, there are a few of us still out there.”
She turned to face him again and scowled at him in confusion.
“Nice guys,” he explained. “You can’t judge the entire male species just because one of us did you wrong. Although, I have to ask, how could you not know the guy had a fiancee?”
“I beg your pardon?” This was the second time he’d overstepped his bounds and inserted himself into her personal business.
“Come on, you look like a fairly intelligent chick and…”
“First of all, I’m not a chick, I’m a woman.”
“My bad…you look like an intelligent woman; but I’m sure there were some signs this guy put out there to make you realize that you weren’t the only one he was involved with.”
“Like what, since you seem to have all the answers about everybody, even though you don’t know shit about us.”
“Well, for instance, did he ever once take you to his place?”
Raquel diverted her eyes away for a second. Now that she thought about it, she’d never gone to his house. She didn’t even know where he lived. They’d always either hooked up at her place or at a hotel. He told her he was living at home with his parents because he hadn’t found a place he could afford at the moment, and she’d been okay with that. She assumed that was why they never went to his place.
“I’ll take that as a no. Did he ever talk about a long-term relationship or marriage with you at all? Did you ever catch him flirting or stepping out with other chic…I mean women?”
Damn, he had her again. While she’d hoped that the relationship would eventually head in that direction, he’d never brought it up and when she mentioned it, he’d shut her up by whipping his dick out and screwing her brains out, causing her to forget what she was even talking about. As for the other girls, she was well aware of his flirtatious ways and deep down, she’d suspected a couple of times that he’d screwed other girls at their job, including Ashley Hampton- the cute white girl with the big booty- but she told herself that she was his one and only woman and the other’s were just jump-offs, wishing Jasen would pay them some attention.
“You ask too many damn questions,” she said annoyed.
“Questions that you’re having a hard time answering…which means there were signs that he wasn’t as into you as you were into him, but you ignored all them. Let me guess, it’s because he was good in bed, right?”
Raquel folded her arms defensively across her chest, but didn’t answer him. He walked up closer to her…so close that she smell the cinnamon from the Big Red gum he was chewing; so close that could feel him breathing on her.
“I’m right, aren’t I? You ignored all the signs that he was cheating on you because he was blowing your mind in the bedroom?
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