I tense when I hear him say Bex’s name, but don’t turn around. Even when I hear the word kiss. “Yeah,” he continues. “She’s just as good as I remember. One kiss and she was begging for more.” I feel my fists curl at my sides. Blood pounds in my ears, but I still hear his next words, clear as fucking day. “Was always a slut for it. She’s been a little whore with Callahan all semester, but I’m getting her back.”
