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irritating.” At least it would irritate the shit out of me if dinner turned into something more.
    “C’mon, the diner is just around the corner.” Trent placed his hand on the small of my back and led me down the block.
    “Trent! Trent! Wait,” a girl shouted as she ran toward him.
    His hand tensed against my back. He didn’t need to say anything. I knew I was about to be left for another girl for the second time in the same day. Happy freakin’ birthday to me! It was definitely time to go home, pull the covers over my head, and pretend this day never happened.
    The girl, and she was a girl at maybe eighteen or nineteen years old tops, caught up to us. She threw her arms around his neck and held on tight. Unlike how he was with the women inside the bar, this time he didn’t discourage her attention. She was beautiful, in a waifish kind of way. Her hair was brown with random highlights that were nearly orange and hung in loose, deconstructed waves under a knit hat. She had on a little bit of makeup and only to accent her honey-colored eyes. She was dressed like a Seattle hipster with baggy shorts over tight stretch pants. The entire look was completed with a T-shirt advertising an obscure band, and a men’s flannel shirt. She even had a nose ring that flattered her perfect button nose.
    I had to admit they made sense together. He was the classic bad boy with his tattoos, piercing, and overall badass swagger. I bet he even rode a motorcycle. She gave off a similar “I don’t give a shit” vibe. They’d probably get married and have a bunch of hooligans within the next few years.
    Whatever. I was so over all this bullshit. Maybe Jeremy would still be open to a night of chick flicks and asexual cuddling.
    “I’m obviously in the way here. I’ll just see myself home.” I didn’t wait for them to separate before I stomped off toward my house. Jeremy, Aiden, Reed, and Cameron would lock me in a tower if they caught me walking home in the dark by myself, but I refused to wait for one of them.
    “Toni, wait,” Trent yelled.
    I refused to stop and practically ran down the road. It wasn’t my finest moment, but after encountering two cheating douchebags, I deserved to go home and lick my wounds as fast as I could get there.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 2
     
     
    Trent
     
    “Trinity,” I snarled through clenched teeth.
    She gazed up at me with feigned innocence. “Trent,” she said, mimicking my tone.
    I knew from experience that prying her arms free from my neck would be pointless. Unless I wanted to be rough with her, she wouldn’t willingly let go. I was afraid she’d like it too much if I did that, so instead I kept my arms to my sides and waited.
    Trinity blew out a frustrated breath and dropped the fake innocent act. “Fine. I need a favor.”
    “Of course you do,” I replied and stepped away from her the moment she took her arms off my neck.
    She moved back into my personal space and trailed her finger down my arm. “Trent, we could have fun. You used to like spending time with me.”
    “Cut the shit, Trinity,” I sneered. “Don’t treat me like one of the guys that will fall at your feet and do whatever you want for a chance to roll around with you in the sack. I don’t think with my cock.”
    “Sure you don’t. You were outside with the Latina with the giant rack for her conversational skills,” she shot back.
    “It’s been fun, as always. Since you’ve wrecked my plans for the night, I’m going back to work.”
    Her bottom lip trembled. “Don’t be mad. You’re the only one I have. If you’re mad at me, I’ll be alone,” she said quietly.
    Seeing Trinity vulnerable went against the natural order of things. I hoped there was a soft part of her buried deep under the sarcasm, bitchiness, and barbed wire.
    “Okay, I’m listening.”
    She pulled down her sleeves and scratched her arms through the fabric. I’d been so pissed at her interruption, I didn’t bother to