Dirty Girls by Lily White

Author:Lily White [White, Lily]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-28T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Olive

Needless to say, I ended up following orders and changing my clothes. It wasn’t like I had much of a choice. Soren had left my dress in tatters.

But I refused to remain holed up in my room while the rest of Winter Ridge partied below me.

After slipping on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, I left my room and was halfway down the stairs when Soren’s tall form caught my eye, his forearm resting against a wall and his head angled down.

Two more steps and I was low enough to see just who he had caged in front of him, both confusion and rage flooding me to see that it had taken him all of ten minutes to forget what he’d just done to me before moving on to the next girl.

My confusion, however, wasn’t about how quickly he could move on - because, really, that shouldn’t have surprised me - but more due to the fact that the girl he was smiling at like she hung the moon was none other than Camilla Hughes.

At least it wasn’t Becky, although I had a feeling she was still very much busy with either Quinton or Grady.

The night was still young and there was plenty of time for Soren to show me how little I mattered by pulling the new bitch queen into his lap.

While stepping down the remaining steps, another emotion waltzed in to dance with the others: Hope.

If Camilla was here, that meant Nolan must be too and I was happy that I’d finally have the chance to talk to him about our fight. Maybe even convince him to come home.

I didn’t waste any time walking up to them, my focus on Camilla more than Soren, even though it took effort to ignore him.

“Hey. Did Nolan come with you?”

You couldn’t look at Camilla without reaching the conclusion she deserved Grady’s crude assessment of her as luxury snatch. With caramel curls that framed her angled face, pale skin that looked as soft as silk, and green eyes that glowed behind thick, long lashes, she was the epitome of desirable.

What made it even less fair was that she had a body that plastic surgeons used as an example of perfection, her breasts tight and high, her waist thin, and her hips so supple they balanced out her round ass.

Not only that, but the woman was dressed to the nines, everything about her screaming money.

Instantly, I kind of hated her.

Eyes sliding from Soren’s face to mine, the skin crinkled between them as she stared at me like I was too far down the social ladder to speak to her. “I haven’t seen Nolan in a week.”

Surprise shot my eyebrows up my face. “What? But Quinton and Grady said-“

Soren’s hand locked over my arm before I could complete the sentence.

Expertly navigating me to stand behind him and away from Camilla, he leaned down to whisper something in her ear before pushing away from the wall and turning to me.

“We have somewhere to be,” he said before tugging me along behind him toward the back of the house.

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