Graham (Scandalous Boys Book 2) by Natalie Decker

girl with them are all walking out of the store with a bag full of what’s probably condoms. I throw my arms around Tucker as he gets out of his car and kiss his cheek. “Hi,” I giggle.
    “Hey. Wow. If I knew you’d be this excited about coffee I would have asked you out sooner.”
    I playfully smack his chest. “Oh, stop.”
    He smiles. “Um. Okay.” He walks around his car, and I follow. I glance behind me and notice Graham has stopped walking. His stare is on me, and man, is it a deadly one. Good. That’s what you get for rejecting me and then bringing your next conquest to the place I work. Asshole.

Chapter Nine
     
    Graham
     
     
    I knew coming to her work was a mistake. Justin insisted on getting some stuff though, and he’s been pretty cool to hang with, so what was the worst that could happen? Apparently, seeing Sarah throw herself at some fuckstick.
    She giggles and kisses him, and I just watch. My blood is boiling. I flex my fingers into fists and somehow gain control of myself. She’s just doing this to piss me off.
    Her body pulls back a little, and I get a real good look at the dude she’s clinging to. My gut twists. Something isn’t right about this. That guy looks way too familiar. I need to let her ass go, though. I can’t get jealous and pissed off at every guy who tries to date her. She’s not mine to worry about.
    Besides, I’ve got someone in the car who’s going to help me forget all about Sarah. There is something about that guy that bothers me, though. I just can’t place my finger on it. I snap a picture of him and send it to Bryce.
    Me: Why do I feel like I know him?
    Bryce doesn’t write back, not that I expect him to. It is Saturday and seven in the morning.
    I slip into my car. Justin laughs at something and then smacks my shoulder. “You aren’t laughing, man.”
    “Sorry. I wasn’t listening.”
    “Dude, you’ve been acting weird ever since we walked into that store. You all right?”
    “My ex works there.”
    He nods. “Gotcha.”
    Why would Sarah kiss me and look so hurt if she’s dating some asshat? Was she looking to cheat on him with me?
    My phone pings right as I pull up to the lake. I glance down and see Bryce’s message.
    Bryce: That’s Tucker Adams.
    The knot in my stomach tightens. Fuck! He’s a bigger player than Madison’s brother Kyle. I should let her get played. Let her fall for all his stupid games and then—wham—have to nurse a broken heart. It would serve her right for cheating on me.
    As Jasmine’s tongue rakes across my ear, my mind isn’t focused on how good it feels. Nope, it’s worried about Sarah. “I gotta go.”
    Justin gives me a look like I’m out of my fucking mind. Honestly, I must be. “What do you mean?” he asks as Jasmine’s friend straddles his lap.
    I unhinge Jasmine from my neck and stand up. Her lower lip sticks out, and that just makes me roll my eyes. It’s not cute. It makes her look like a baby, and I’m not hooking up with a child. I only hook up with women, so that pouty lip right there resolves my decision to cut my ties right now. “My friend needs me,” I say and make my way to my car.
    Justin shrugs. “All right, man.”
    Jasmine scowls. She grabs Justin’s date, whose name I’ve forgotten, and pulls her into the backseat of my car.
    Justin slides into the passenger seat, and right as I’m about to start the engine, Jasmine purrs, “I hope whoever you’re ditching me for is up for stuff like this.” I glance in the rearview mirror and watch as Jasmine makes out with her friend.
    Justin smacks my chest and says, “Oh, damn!”
    I shoot a glare at him and then start the engine. The chick-on-chick action is doing nothing for me. That right there, my friends, tells you how screwed I am when it comes to Sarah Morris. I’m supposed to be forgetting all about her, but instead I’m going to go out on a manhunt and look for the girl.
    Jasmine says, “I hope the image of me and Alice is in your head