Complicated Relationships (The Southern Devotion Series Book 3) by Amy McClung Page B

hay, and I also don't break promises.
    "Nope, nothing romantic." Technically I didn’t lie. What happened to Angel and I wasn’t romantic in the least. In fact, if we hadn't woken up naked in the same bed I'd never have known we slept together. That night is still a blur to both of us.
    "Does Macy get along with Angel?"
    "Oh yeah. They love each other. Angel helps her with her honors Spanish classes, and they do all that girly stuff like painting nails and crap like that."
    Lanie laughs at my creative phrasing. "You're poetic, Tristan. You should be a writer."  She shifted her weight slightly and brushed up against my shorts causing my body to respond to her. "Oh." She blushed, obviously noticing the arousal.
    As she turned and leaned forward to kiss me, the door opened, and Derrick called out, "We're back, put your clothes on!"
    He came around the corner with a smirk. "No worries, the girls are outside, so they didn’t hear me."
    "Thanks, D. Did you guys have fun?"
    "Yep. Don’t freak out, Macy has a bandage on her head." Before I went into panic mode, I took a few deep breaths to give Derrick time to elaborate. "As we hiked back up from the falls she fell forward and smacked her forehead on some rocks. She didn’t lose consciousness or anything, but she has a nasty gash on her head. There was a nurse behind us on the trail, and she took a look and said it didn't need stitches."
    "Where did you get the bandage?"
    "I carry a first aid kit with me pretty much everywhere I go," Mary Jane said as she came in the door with Macy, who looked embarrassed more than anything.
    Carefully I lifted the bandage and saw that the cut wasn’t bad, not that I didn’t believe Derrick, but I needed to see for myself. "How's your head feeling, kiddo?"
    Macy shrugs indifferently, "It hurts a bit, but I'm fine. Can I take a nap?"
    "No." Mary Jane and I echo.
    "Why not?" Macy asked looking exhausted.
    "I'd rather make sure you don't have any symptoms pop up that would mean we need to take you to a doctor. For now, I need you to stay up so you can tell me if you start to feel nauseated, or your vision gets wonky." Mary Jane was right. If she demonstrated any symptoms, we might have to take her to the hospital to check for a concussion.
    "Wonky?" Macy asked.
    "It's a fun word," Mary Jane said with a shrug.
     

Chapter Fourteen
    Two's Company Three's Complicated
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    When we returned from Fall Creek Falls, Macy and I took Lanie to our house so she could pick up her car. Macy helped Lanie load her trunk while I took mine and Macy's luggage inside.
    I dropped the bags by the door and turned to go back when I found Angel passed out on the couch. The scene before me was very familiar. Macy came in behind me and ran up the stairs shouting she'd be right back down in a minute; completely missing the sight in the living room.
    As soon as I approached Angel, I could smell the alcohol wafting from her body. I grabbed a water bottle from the fridge and poured it over her face. She jumped up screaming. “What the fuck, Tristan?!” I heard Macy’s footsteps running back down the stairs, but it was too late to cover this up.
    “You were passed out again, Angel. Have you been like this all weekend?”
    Angel stormed past me, “None of your fucking business.”
    I grabbed her arm and said, “It is my business when I share a house with you and my sister. And watch your mouth.” 
    Angel stepped up inches from my face and shouted, “Don't tell me what to do. Just because we fucked one night doesn’t give you the power over me.”
    I heard a gasp of shock and turned to see Macy and Lanie standing at the door. Macy’s look was one of a surprise while Lanie’s was one of hurt and betrayal. “Lanie, it’s not…” Before I could get out the terrible cliché I began to spout, Lanie flew out the door and jumped in her car. “Damn it, Angel! You’re ruining my life. I wish I’d never met you!”
    She stumbled back