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"What?" Grant's brows furrow as he gets up and joins him, peeking through the curtains. "Everyone, move quickly."

"What, why?" I ask, standing up. He practically picks me up as he rushes me into Adam's room. Bear and Adam follow. Adam points the remote at the TV just as he closes the door, and the apartment door slams open.

"What the hell?" I whisper as we huddle near the door.

"It's Sasha," Adam whispers back. "Okay?" I question again, as I still don't understand the issue. Sure, I don't like the girl, but maybe she's surprising her boyfriend?

"She's crazy, Brookie," Bear groans. "If she saw you here, she would go nuts and think we had girls here all the time."

I'm a little hurt that I'm just referred to as some girl when I'm best friends with them, and we live across from each other. "So, what, you make it seem like no one ever comes over?"

"Once, a girl Grant had hooked up with left in the morning and waved at her on her way out." He shudders, and I glare over at Grant, giving him a judging look up and down, and his eyes widen. The thought of Grant with someone else brings out a little jealousy. "She harassed her on social media."

"What?!" I blurt out, shocked, and three hands cover my mouth. I push them off. I don't think a nice guy like Gunnar would be okay with any of that.

"That's horrible? How does Gunnar allow that?" I revert to a whisper, so I don't get another sweaty hand to the mouth.

"He doesn't know," Grant replies, putting his ear against the door as the argument amps up on the other side of the door, and we all listen.

"Seriously, Gunnar, you're acting like you're not even happy to see me," Sasha shouts at him.

"Like I've tried to explain repeatedly to you, it's not that I wasn't happy, I was just surprised," he sounds defeated.

"Because it's just so shocking that I would come to visit," she scoffs.

"No! Just, you knew I was getting back from a game."

"Is this because it stopped you from going out with your little friends?"

I feel the guys bristle around me; I'm not ashamed to say we are all now pressed up against the door, listening.

"I never go out, Sash!" he sounds frustrated. "We just won an important game, and I just wanted to hang with them."

"The team?"

"What?"

"Just checking if it was the team?" She laughs it off.

"Don't put your insecurities on me."

"Excuse me?" Her voice drips with venom like my mom's does when she's caught in a lie.

"You heard me." His tone matches hers, and my eyes shift over to look at the guys, who both look a little shocked at his tone. I've never heard him sound like that before, and it looks like the guys haven't either.

"I just like to know you're staying faithful to me." She put the sugary sweet voice back on to get him on her side again.

" I didn't fuck up. You did."

"Nooo," I whisper, realising what he means, she's cheated on him, and glance over my shoulder. Grant clenches his jaw tightly.

"It was a mistake, I've admitted to that."

"Yeah, and I forgave you both times." I look up at Adam, who's facing me, and he holds up two fingers and mouth twice, looking pissed. "But you still act like I'm going to go out and get revenge."

"Sorry that I think you might have used your free ticket with that stupid ice skater," she hisses.

I move to open the door at the mention of Cami, and Grant pulls me back, holding me against him, resting his head on my shoulder to calm me down, so I don't go out there.