Dodge turned back to me and smiled. Then he did almost the same thing Sierra had done not even two minutes ago. Narrowing his eyes at me, he looked me up and down before his baby blues were looking into my eyes. “Holy shit. It’s all over your face.”
Sierra sucked in a breath and before I could say anything, she pushed Dodge out of the way. “Oh, no you don’t. I noticed it first, so back off, boy toy.”
Dodge glared at Sierra. “I don’t think so, short stack. I noticed the moment I walked in.”
“I call bullshit,” Sierra said as she threw her hands onto her hips. Glancing over Sierra’s shoulder, I smiled. My body came alive the moment Tristan walked through the door. Tristan walked in and immediately came to my side. Walking by Dodge and Sierra arguing, he pointed at them and said, “What are Bonnie and Clyde arguing about?”
Chucking, I said, “I have no clue. The bigger question here is, how has Sierra not been banned from this Starbucks?”
Tristan laughed then whispered in my ear, “I think the manager wants in her pants.”
Giggling, I playfully hit Tristan. The smell of his cologne caused my stomach to clench with desire.
“Listen, dickhead, you think you saw what you saw, but really you didn’t see anything at all because you’re probably still hung up on her. Being hung up on her, you thought you saw something there, but you didn’t. You didn’t see anything.”
Dodge pulled his head back and stared at Sierra. “What in the fuck do you smoke every morning?”
“Language kids.”
Tristan and I both looked over to an older woman who I had seen Sierra talking to a number of times.
Taking Sierra by the arm, Dodge pulled her out of the Starbucks. Smiling at the older woman, I grabbed Tristan’s arm as we followed Dodge and Sierra out of Starbucks. “Did you know Sierra had the hots for Dodge?”
Laughing, Tristan said, “Oh, yeah. I saw those eyes light up the first time she ever laid eyes on the man whore.”
“Tristan!” I said as I glared at him.
Lifting his hands in surrender, Tristan laughed. “Sorry, I know he is a friend.”
Dodge had pulled Sierra away from the door. “Listen, why don’t you get your coffee and head on out of here? Go to work and do whatever it is you do.” Looking at Sierra dressed in her scrubs, Dodge laughed. “What do you do? You a secretary to some hot doctor who you screw at night before he goes home to his sad, lonely wife?”
“Oh shit,” Tristan said.
Sierra stared at Dodge. I was waiting for her to pop off with a comeback, but she didn’t say a word. I knew his words stung her to the core. Sierra’s ex was a doctor who had cheated on her with her best friend, who happened to work in his office as his office manager. Dodge’s smirk faded as his eyes searched Sierra’s stricken face. You could see the hurt laced in her features.
Turning, Sierra began to walk away. I saw the tear moving down her cheek and I quickly made my way over to her.
Dodge called out, “Wait! Sierra, I didn’t mean to—”
Looking at Dodge, I said, “Stop. Just stop talking.”
Tristan came walking up and asked if Sierra was okay. Nodding her head, she was barely able to talk. “I’m gonna head to work. I’ll give y’all a call later. Let’s do dinner so I can hear all about how y’all got back together again.”
Looking over my shoulder to Dodge, Sierra shouted, “Because I knew first she was back with him, you stupid asshole!”
Turning, Sierra made her way over to her car that was parked across the street. Tristan and I stood there and watched as Sierra got in her car and pulled out, headed to St. David’s Hospital.
Spinning on my heels, I glared at Dodge. “Why would you say something so awful?”
Tristan placed his hand around my waist. “Ryn, Dodge didn’t know.”
Looking away, I attempted to calm down. Dodge looked between Tristan and me. “What don’t I know?”
“Sierra’s husband—”
“Soon to be ex-husband,” I interjected.
Nodding his head, Tristan continued, “Her soon to be ex-husband cheated on her. Sierra came home early one night from work. It was their six-year anniversary and she wanted to surprise him. He’s a doctor and they hardly ever got to spend time together. Sierra walked into their bedroom and he was fucking her best friend, who happens to also work for him as his office manager.”
Dodge’s mouth fell open. “What?”
“Yeah, dude; couldn’t you pick a better scenario? Do you not remember me telling you her husband cheated on her?” Tristan asked as sarcasm fell from his lips. I knew it was going to take Tristan some time to get used to the fact that I still wanted to be friends with Dodge. We had talked about it a few nights ago when Dodge sent a text asking how my New Year had gone.
