“That means get the fuck out!”
I heard people mutter things like ‘I thought he was cool’ and ‘What the fuck happened?’ None of it bothered me. Fuck… I hope we can make it happen one day. “Erin, you’re the reason.”
“What?” she asked. “Wait… you’re seriously telling me you investigated my whole life, found out who I was potentially dating, and started dating them before I made my move?” I asked, clarifying the crazy. It was all I could smell. I can buy a business. Her eyes were wide as she looked around at all the extra-broken debris scattered across the room. “Or… is it a bit of both?” Erin asked. It had pushed Natashya into another woman’s arms. It was cute how much we had in common thanks to my PI, and next thing I know, she’s back in my room with her clothes all over my floor.”
Tyler ended his little villain monologue with a satisfied smile and another sip of his drink. Finally, he snorted, shook his head, and gave me a congratulatory smirk. His left eye looked slightly swollen.
