12

ASHTON

Two weeks and I haven't stopped thinking about what Apollo told me. Every time I consider it, I dismiss the idea; I can't have something serious, especially not with Paige. Yet, I keep thinking about it.

This has been the weekend with her, I haven't seen Owen for five days, and since I see him more often, I'm feeling better. It's good for me to see him more days a week.

"And... are we going out tonight?"

Her sharp nails stroke the snake tattooed on my neck, managing to scratch me and hurt me, so I push her away.

"No."

"Why?" she grumbles. "Is it because of that bitch? I've seen you two talking a lot these months."

‘A lot’ must be once a week, twice at most, and only to talk about Owen. She'd be three times as angry if she knew we've met outside the campus a couple more times because apparently now we share friends, and she'd cut my balls off if she knew I think about Paige's tits when I'm fucking her."

"You don't care what I do."

Faye snorts and follows my gaze. Paige is talkin