~Lily~
It was Emma.
“You have got to be f*****g kidding me.”
Her brow arched, but she said nothing.
I leaned forward, still smiling. “You kidnapped me? You? Emma, you stupid ass bitch.”
Emma slapped me, her hand hit my cheek, but I barely felt it. My blood was too hot. And my mouth? Oh, baby, my mouth was just getting started.
Then she screamed it. Like I was supposed to be shocked.
“Was it not obvious?! You took my man! You little wrench!”
I stopped breathing.
I blinked. I blinked again. And then I laughed.
Not just a giggle. Not just a snort.
I laughed so hard my shoulders shook.
“You took my man?” I said, wheezing through the laughter. “Oh my goddess. You took my man. You’re actually serious. You kidnapped me—pregnant, tired, bruised—and you’re standing here, looking me in
