Sadie was trying to subdue her jealousy. She needed to try harder.
Her eyes snapped to the Brunette Barbie when she said, “Who’s this?” She smiled between Stone and Sadie.
His eyes were on Sadie’s, watching her. He remained silent as if he didn’t hear her.
“Stone?” She pulled on his elbow to get his attention, which was solely on Sadie at the moment. “Aren’t you going to introduce me?” she asked warily.
He leaned down to her ear and whispered something Sadie couldn’t hear. Her eyes darted to Sadie and she gave a soft smile. Looking back at Stone she giggled as a genuine smile spread across his face.
Her heart raced and she could feel the heat on her face. She could just imagine how he described who she was. “Just some trashy slut that keeps throwing herself at me.” He probably told the girl what a pathetic idiot she was. Now they were laughing at her. She had become their inside joke. Her anger built again. She refused to stand there and be the butt of joke for Stone and one of his many bitches.
She blurted out the only thing she thought might wipe the smiles off their faces. “I’m his side piece!”
Their heads both whipped around to her, shock written all over their faces. Brunette Barbie’s eyes went wide and she could tell she was speechless. He was equally speechless but his eyes were not only shocked, they were furious. Sadie had an internal “Go Me” moment knowing that he might not be getting any tonight. Nothing ruined a lover’s romantic dinner like meeting the “side piece” at the grocery store.
She couldn’t help but smile. It was time for payback, asshole.
She looked over to the girl and shrugged. “Oh, you didn’t know? Hmmm…don’t worry, sweetheart, no love here, just some good old fashion fucking. A man like Stone needs more than one of us to keep him sated. As Stone says, ‘Men need variety. Like snowflakes, no two pussies are the same.’ But you must be special, he never cooked me dinner.”
She took a deep breath and watched as her eyes went even wider and her brows arched higher. The girl looked utterly stunned. She almost felt bad. Almost.
“Well I have to run but you two enjoy the rest of your night.”
She ripped past them only to have Stone grab her arm before her getaway. His hand gripped her wrist so tight it felt like it might break. Fear spiked in her chest. He was livid.
However, there wasn’t much he could do in front of his girl and a store filled with people. Sadie peered down at her wrist and smirked. She looked directly into his enraged eyes. “Baby, I know you like it rough but I didn’t think public was your thing.”
Brunette Barbie gasped and his hold tightened. Her confidence wavered and she realized she might have taken it a little too far with that comment. He released her wrist. She had been pulling back against him. When he let her go, she started to tumble and landed on her knees. Ouch! Brunette Barbie took a few steps but Stone stepped in front of her. When she looked up, his face was blank but he was reaching toward her.
She swatted at his hand. The last thing she needed was any help from him. It was bad enough she’d already made a complete ass out of herself.
“Sadie,” he growled offering his hand.
“Go away, I don’t want your help.”
“Fuck.” He turned around, grabbed the girl’s hand, and pulled her in the opposite direction. Neither of them looked back.
She slowly got to her feet and thankfully she was the only one in the aisle. Fortunately, there wasn’t anyone there to bear witness to her mortification, which she created herself. She should have just kept her mouth shut. She could have just grabbed her cart and bypassed them when Barbie showed up. She would have had a great way out with Barbie as a distraction. Instead Sadie chose to be brazen and this was where it got her. She was now a self-proclaimed slut to a man she barely knew.
Grabbing her cart, she continued getting what was left on her list. She didn’t run into them again. She considered ditching her cart and running out, but what was the point? She was already humiliated and a girl had to eat. She did the self-check-out and headed to her car. She stopped three cars down from hers as a big gray shiny truck began to reverse. It backed up slowly and as the windows came into sight, she saw familiar green eyes blazing into hers. The truck never stopped as it backed out and his eyes never left hers. She broke eye contact when his front end cleared her path. She did a walk-run to her car, opened the trunk, threw her bags in and slammed it down. She wanted to just leave the cart by her car. But it was a pet peeve of hers, people who didn’t return their carts. Sadie swung her cart around to see the silver truck in the middle of the parking lot.
He knew she had to pass him. She took a deep breath and started to walk across when a horn blasted from her right. She whipped her head and gasped in shock. A minivan was inches from hitting her. Shit! She wasn’t even paying attention. She could have been flattened by a family of five. The driver was throwing up his hands yelling but she couldn’t hear him. She did hear car doors and feet pounding on the pavement.
“Oh my God, are you okay?” It was a female voice. She thought it was Barbie.
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