The Prince Of Highland Park by Marilyn Faith Page B

say anything “Who was that guy you were dancing with? I asked.  The way he was touching you…” Rubbing my hand down my face trying not to sound too possessive with her, “I didn’t like it, I ...”  She looks as though to say what right I have to not like what she did and with whom.  “You want to stand here and be offending by me letting a guy put his hands on me while we were dancing, when you fucked someone else?”  She spits out.  Taking a deep breath, “Did you fuck Samantha and Mitchell last night and today?” She ask not beating around the bush, shit how did she know…”Fuck that’s what Sam and Mitchell told you just now, when I saw them talking to you?”  I ask.  She didn’t say anything just stares, waiting for me to confirm or deny their claim.  I wasn’t going to lie to her so I said “Yes…I’m sorry …” before I could say anything else she walks away.
     
    Why the fuck did I let my fucking dick rule my better judgment and fuck with those girls.  It’s not like I’m dating Evelyn, but I like her and I might have just messed up any chance I have.  I need to fix this; I have to make it right.  I don’t know how, but I will start with Sam. 
     
    Walking back inside I see Sam talking to a couple of people.  “Hey Sam can we talk for a minute” excusing herself from the group she follows me outside where we could get some privacy.  “I think we should cool it between us…” she was stunned by my outburst. Regaining her composure “Is this because of that girl from the club?” she asks.
    “No; it’s because of what you said to her and don’t deny it, I heard you” I lied looking her dead on daring her to deny it.  I believe Evelyn, I know Sam can be malicious and I don’t want her knowing t hat Evelyn said anything.  Holding her head down ashamed of what she said or that she was caught I don’t know and don’t care. “I love with you Ry… I don’t know what came over me.  I saw her and I saw red.  I didn’t mean to discuss our private business, but it sort of slipped out. I’m so sorry…please don’t end this.  I will make it up to you I promise.”  Shit how do I handle this now? I don’t want to cause a scene and put her onto Evelyn’s scent.  I have to handle this delicately.
    “How can you say you love with me?  You knew what we were doing, I made it clear where we stood in the beginning” I said.
    “I know , but things changed over time, and I was hoping you would give us a chance to see if we would work.  I know I can make you happy,” she said looking defeated.  Fuck, this was not where I saw this conversation going.  “I need some time to clear my head.  Let’s just cool off for now and see what happens ok?”  I said hoping that she won’t push me.
     
    I just have to figure out how I will handle my folks and not let this affect Evelyn’s job at the club before I can cut all ties with Sam.  “Ok; just know that I’m here whenever you’re ready,” she smiles.  Nodding my head, walking away leaving her outside and went to find the guys.  I didn’t see Evelyn the remainder of the party so I send her a text hoping I could see her tomorrow and set things right.

Evelyn Chapter Fifteen
     
    Why the hell am I mad at him? It’s not like we’re together, so I have no right to be upset.  I thought we had made a connection?  Maybe it’s just me.  I could be off with everything that has happened.  Just thinking about him makes my heart flutter.  I know that’s not wrong.  Knowing that he fucked those girls is eating at me, though.   How could he kiss me like he had no choice, like I was his breath of fresh air?  How could he embrace me with such desperation and passion and then fuck not one, but two bitches?  I know I shouldn’t be mad. I have no claim on him, but I’m disappointed.  
     
    The chiming of my phone snapped me out of my reverie.  Swiping my finger across the screen I see a text from him. 
    I’m