hadn’t.
“So…” There is a foreboding silence to the room. “What’s going on?”
“Well,” Tessa finally speaks up and judging by her tone, she is pissed. “Aren’t you going to ask how our honeymoon was?”
I’m beyond confused with this entire situation. It must show on my face, or Tessa just doesn’t care to hear my voice because she doesn’t allow me the opportunity to speak before she continues.
“We were supposed to enjoy a nice relaxing weekend in the mountains in Tennessee. Hunter even set up a couple’s massage and all kinds of fun activities. However, I was incredibly distracted all weekend.”
My eyes move from where they’ve been staring holes into the top of Tegan’s head to Tessa’s protruding belly. I can only imagine the distractions she was dealing with. Being pregnant can’t be easy to begin with, but high-risk with twins? That has got to be beyond stressful.
As if reading my mind, she places a hand on her stomach.
“Not talking about the babies, Reed. I’m actually referring to my being utterly confused as to why the last image of my wedding was my little sister lip-locked with one of our best friends who happens to be much older than her.”
She arches an eyebrow at me, waiting for my response.
Unfortunately, without having spoken to Tegan, I don’t know what kind, if any, damage control she’s done. I look back to her, expecting to at least get some fucking eye contact from her now, but still not a damn thing.
Now I understand why Hunter has been running his hands through his hair. I do the same a couple of times, trying to buy time to make up an excuse for why I was caught kissing Tegan.
“What do you want me to say, Tess?” I try to laugh, possibly making this into a funny situation. However, I’m met with dead silence and a set of glaring eyes on me. Hunter and Tegan both keep their eyes down. Both too ashamed to even look at me.
It’s a look I became too accustomed to at a young age.
“How about what the fuck you think you were doing, Reed? Did you not get the fucking message when she got here that she was off-limits? That was meant for you as well as J.C. He understood it, so why the hell can’t you?”
Fuck this . No way am I going to sit here like a child and get reprimanded by Tessa of all people.
“You know what, Tess? I was thinking that I wanted to kiss your fucking grown ass sister, so I did it. Same as the way I kissed her months ago, the first fucking night I met her.” I stand ready to argue more as a fire ignites in Tessa’s eyes when she stands as well.
Before either of us have a chance to say anything we’ll regret, Tegan finally finds her voice.
“Will both of you just shut up?” Tess and I both turn our attention to her. “Yes, Reed kissed me, and yeah, it isn’t the first time it’s happened. But regardless, that kiss didn’t mean anything and it won’t happen again.”
She turns her focus to me. Her voice was strong in her stance. However, the longing in her eyes betrays her words.
“The fuck it won’t,” I say before I can check my mouth.
“It fucking better not ,” Tessa says at the same time. We both stare at each other, a silent power of wills. It isn’t the first and damn sure won’t be the last of these in our friendship.
“It won’t,” Tegan states—she’s speaking to Tessa now. I take the moment to appreciate her in all of her pissed off glory. Tegan is beautiful every day, but this girl is stunning while angry. It doesn’t take but a second for her to bring her attention back to me. She’s still speaking to Tess, but I know she’s subliminally telling me as well. “Reed and I had fun, but that’s all it was. I want serious. I want commitment, and I want love. Those are things he can’t give me.”
With those parting words and unshed tears in her blue eyes, she gets up from the table and walks out. No one says a word until we hear the front door shut behind her.
“Jesus Christ,” Hunter