She looks at me, the fight is back in her eyes. “I call bull shit.”
“You can call it anything you want, but I still don’t know what I did. It’s like a switch flipped one day, and it’s never flipped back.”
“I saw you, okay?” Lily snaps.
“Saw me? You’ve seen me lots of times.”
She groans. “Oh my God you’re so annoying. I saw youpractically dry humping Bree when I came home from school after a month.”
I rack my brain trying to remember what she’s even talking about. I went out a lot after she left because I was lonely and trying to fill an unfillable void, but I didn’t touch another woman like that.
“Are you sure it was me?”
My question is clearly the wrong one to ask.
“Oh my fucking God, Parker, I’ve known you my entire life,of course it was you!And don’t act all innocent when everyone in town knows what a whore you’ve turned into without me.”
I clench my jaw at the reminder of my fake reputation around town. It’s never bothered me; I never cared until this very moment. For some reason I can’t even find it in me to deny it right now.
Partly because she’s even hotter when she’s a little mad at me.
“I don’t know if you remember, but you’re the one that left,” I goad.
“And you don’t seem to remember that you had no problem jumping into bed with the first girl you saw!”
I step closer to her. “I was upset.”
“Yeah? So was I, but I didn’t fall on the first dick I saw. And trust me, there wereplentyof willing dicks around.”
I shouldn’t be biting back a laugh, but she’s so worked up,and it’s adorable. Especially when she’s sosowrong about what she saw.
“No? You just waited to flaunt your shitty boyfriend in my face.”
“Well, I had to see you all over Bree fucking Sherman. I came back because I missed you. I was willing to come back home andstay.But that changed real fucking fast.”
I stand up straighter because this is the first I’m hearing that from her.
“You what?” I close the distance between us, our bodies less than an inch apart. She’s trapped between me and the counter but doesn’t seem to mind.
“Yeah, okay. I came back willing to stay. But then I saw you withherand I realized I was alone in my feelings.” Her anger seems to be fading, and the sadness is taking over. But I refuse to let it.
“You’re wrong,” I insist. “You’re so wrong about everything.”
“I wouldn’t say everything. I’m usually the one that’s right about everything,” Lily grumbles.
“Well not this.” I hesitate for a second before admitting something I never thought I’d have to admit to her, or to anyone. “I haven’t been with anyone since you.”
“And another thing, I don’t—What?”
“I haven’t slept with anyone since you left.” My mouth feels dry at my admission.
“There’s some loophole, right? Like since you used a condom it doesn’t count or something?” she squeaks, looking down between us, seeming to notice how little space I’ve left.
I shake my head. “Nope.”
“But you’ve done other things. Likeeverythingelse…right?” she whispers the last word, and I can’t tell if she’s hopeful for my answer or scared.
Again, I shake my head.