The Good Liar (Infidelity #1)

by C.P. Harris

I smoothed an invisible wrinkle out of the tablecloth. “Well, if it’s a battle of the crazies you want, how about the night you stormed in and cut the phone line in my room with a razor blade because I’d made another friend.” I was fourteen, a freshman in high school by then, and scared of my ever-shifting and intensifying feelings for Cole. Figured I needed some other friends. Jeremy was cool, too. We’d shared a lot of the same interests. “I was jealous,” he said, stating the obvious, like his jealousy was the good answer for everything. It normally was with us. I’d purposely keep Jeremy on the phone late, laughing loud enough to be heard from Cole’s bedroom next door. Jeremy was a victim of my obsession with Cole. And maybe Dylan was a victim of Cole’s obsession with me, but neither of us understood that at the time.

yes yes yes, the jealousy

“Now you’re talking,” I said, ripping his hand away from his lowered zipper and reaching in to withdraw him again. I let his cock stand between us, but not before sweeping a finger over its glossy crown and bringing it to my mouth. We shivered in unison.

wow, wow. What!!! that was so hot