Page 48 of C*cky Best Friend

I dodged the goo-ball, and now I’m staring at it on the floor by my sneaker. “That’s what Galloway said.”

“She knows what she’s talking about, obviously. That’s why we listen to her. What I don’t get about you is how your head can be so far up your ass.”

I stand, getting angry. “Because I have some integrity, my head’s up my ass?”

Marion’s eyebrows fly up. “Yes!”

“Whatever. If you don’t care that he did that to you, then I don’t care either.”

“Oh I care that he did it. I just know something you aren’t capable of knowing.”

“What’s that?”

“If I were in his shoes, maybe I would’ve done the same. Asher and me, we’re the types who go places.”

I sneer in disgust, “Looks like you’re not going anywhere anytime soon,” and walk right out the door.