Chapter Seventy-Five

Her head jerked in my direction, her cute jaw clenching. “I did, thanks for asking,” she said in a harsh whisper, grabbing a wine glass and yanking the bottle from my hand. She poured a heaping glass, and I eyed her. 

“What?” she snipped, shoving the glass to my chest.

I shrugged, doing my best to appear nonchalant. My lack of interest got under her skin, and I used it like a weapon to rile her up for no reason, just as seeing her with Cam drove me wild. She was good at playing the game, too.

“I thought you’d be on a plane to Mexico by now,” she muttered, taking a sip of the wine, her eyes bouncing between the sliding door and the hallway where Cody and Mindy had disappeared to.

“It’s not any fun when you’re by yourself.”

“And you thought you’d have more fun here? When you practically kicked me out of your house then ignored me the rest of the week?”

“I texted