Wrong Side Girl (The Girl Series Book 1) Read Online Free

someone to be happy with.
    I looked over my shoulder to see if Cole was still busy with that bitch, but couldn’t find him anywhere.
    Figures.
    Didn’t take him long to drag that skank somewhere for a quick fuck. Still, he usually didn’t do that when he was with me. If not subtle, he had always been respectful enough to not hook up right in front of my eyes.
    Guess times had changed.
    I heard the bartender put the beers on the counter in front of me and turned back around to give him a smile.
    “Thanks, looks like I only need one of those now.”
    Not knowing the rules to this new arrangement of Cole hooking up while we were out, I decided to enjoy my beer at the bar instead of going back to the pool table to wait there for him like an idiot. The bartender was kinda cute and, following my own advice from a few seconds ago, I started chatting him up in an effort to be more open. His name was Mike and bartending was only his sometimes job. He was a cop and was helping out his buddy from college, who had inherited the bar from his dad two years ago. While we were talking, he was called away a couple of times to serve drinks, but we kept a pretty good conversation going. He was a funny guy and his intensive over-the-top flirting had me laughing out loud a few times.
    During one of those times, I felt a light hand touch the small of my back, then felt lips at my ear and heard whisper, “Looks like you’re having a good time without me.”
    It was Cole.
    I was, actually. And why shouldn’t I? He had gone off to enjoy himself with the skanky bitch and left me hanging.
    “I am, actually.”
    The clenching of his jaw told me he wasn’t happy about that, but right now I honestly couldn’t care less. He had thrown a fit when I was running late because of my job and then he went and got himself laid in the bathroom in the middle of a game of pool. In my eyes, he had no grounds to stand on.
    “Your new conquest gone?” I asked, annoyed.
    “She’s not my new conquest,” he said through clenched teeth.
    “Your old conquest, then.” What was his problem? Nobody forced him to fuck everything that moved, so why was he in a bad mood all of a sudden? You’d think he would be sated and mellow after having just gotten off.
    He looked at me sharply, then caught sight of Mike and narrowed his eyes at him.
    “Yeah, she’s gone,” he said darkly. “You make a new friend while I was in the bathroom?” Ah, so he had taken her to the bathroom. Very classy.
    “I did. That’s Mike. He seems like a real nice guy.”
    “You were laughing just now. He make you laugh?”
    What the fuck? Why was he so angry? Did he know Mike?
    “You know him or something?” I asked.
    “Nope. Never seen him before.”
    “Then what’s your problem?”
    Cole caught Mike’s eyes and tipped his chin up at him, indicating he wanted another beer. Mike tipped his chin up at Cole in answer and reached under the bar.
    “My problem, honey, is that I came back from the bathroom to find you flirting with the bartender instead of waiting for me over by the pool table like a good girl so we can finish our game.”
    He could not be serious. Was he trying to piss me way the fuck off? Well, mission fucking accomplished!
    “Are you fucking shitting me right now, Cole?” My voice was getting loud. There was no way Mike hadn’t heard what I said since he was only a few feet away with Cole’s beer in his hand. He placed it on the bar in front of Cole before he looked at me and asked with concern in his voice, “You okay, Lizzy?”
    I opened my mouth, but before I could assure him that I was fine apart from the fact that I thought my head was about to explode, Cole threw his arm over my shoulder, jerking me roughly into his body while he growled, “Yeah. She’s fine. Move along.”
    Oh. My. God.
    I didn’t only think it. My head was exploding. Here he was, leaning against the bar, freshly fucked by one of his walking vaginas, and he was staking a claim on me