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Story: Because of Liam
“Why are you keeping this on the down low, man? I know you like to brag about all the ass you get.”
“River doesn’t want anyone to know and if anyone says anything and it gets back to her, she’ll know it was me. If it comes back to me, I’ll point her in your direction. Do you want to be on her shit list?”
“Hell no, that bitch is crazy.”
Skye gets up and walks out, making sure the two guys don’t see her. Logan goes after her but not before giving me a look that says, don’t do anything stupid. I get up and intercept the waiter before he can get to our table and hand him a fifty. It should be enough to cover lunch and tip. Stepping outside, I meet Skye and Logan by the car. The day is warm, but I feel chilled inside.
“Can someone tell me what’s going on? And while you’re at it give me a good reason not to go back in there and kick that guy’s ass.”
Logan looks at Skye and she nods. He turns back to me. “Jon is a guy Skye dated back a couple of years ago.”
Skye takes over. “We only dated for a few weeks. Not even a month. He was nice and sweet at first but then turned out to be a jerk, and River hated his guts. From day one she made it very clear she thought he was an ass, and she told him every opportunity she had. I can’t imagine she’d ever hook up with him.”
“You think he was lying?”
“I would, except for—”
“Except for what?”
“He knows about the birthmark. How can he know about it? It would be impossible for him to know unless he—” Skye’s gaze drops to her feet. She can’t even say the word.
“It makes no sense at all. River hates him. She called him, ‘you know nothing Jon asshole,’ to his face every time she saw him,” Skye says.
She looks at Logan. “Can you take me home? I have to talk to River. Whether or not this is true, she needs to know Jon is talking about it.”
“Sure, babe.”
I open the back door of the car and settle in. “I’m coming too.”
Logan looks at me. “Liam, this has nothing to do with you.”
“The hell it hasn’t. Try stopping me.” I glare at him.
Logan’s shoulders drop in resignation. “Okay, I guess we’re all talking to River.”
“River doesn’t want anyone to know and if anyone says anything and it gets back to her, she’ll know it was me. If it comes back to me, I’ll point her in your direction. Do you want to be on her shit list?”
“Hell no, that bitch is crazy.”
Skye gets up and walks out, making sure the two guys don’t see her. Logan goes after her but not before giving me a look that says, don’t do anything stupid. I get up and intercept the waiter before he can get to our table and hand him a fifty. It should be enough to cover lunch and tip. Stepping outside, I meet Skye and Logan by the car. The day is warm, but I feel chilled inside.
“Can someone tell me what’s going on? And while you’re at it give me a good reason not to go back in there and kick that guy’s ass.”
Logan looks at Skye and she nods. He turns back to me. “Jon is a guy Skye dated back a couple of years ago.”
Skye takes over. “We only dated for a few weeks. Not even a month. He was nice and sweet at first but then turned out to be a jerk, and River hated his guts. From day one she made it very clear she thought he was an ass, and she told him every opportunity she had. I can’t imagine she’d ever hook up with him.”
“You think he was lying?”
“I would, except for—”
“Except for what?”
“He knows about the birthmark. How can he know about it? It would be impossible for him to know unless he—” Skye’s gaze drops to her feet. She can’t even say the word.
“It makes no sense at all. River hates him. She called him, ‘you know nothing Jon asshole,’ to his face every time she saw him,” Skye says.
She looks at Logan. “Can you take me home? I have to talk to River. Whether or not this is true, she needs to know Jon is talking about it.”
“Sure, babe.”
I open the back door of the car and settle in. “I’m coming too.”
Logan looks at me. “Liam, this has nothing to do with you.”
“The hell it hasn’t. Try stopping me.” I glare at him.
Logan’s shoulders drop in resignation. “Okay, I guess we’re all talking to River.”
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