Page 169 of Forgotten Prejudice

“Ah,” he sighed. “So he told you about that?”

I nodded, even though he couldn’t see me.

“Yeah.”

Holding my breath, I waited for him to speak again.

“We don’t have that kind of relationship anymore, so don’t worry about it.”

His answer settled some of my nerves, but I was still far from satisfied.

“But you did sleep together.”

“A few times.”

I frowned. “Define a few.”

Soren laughed. “My, my, I never thought of you as the jealous kind, Ashton.”

Heat spread through my face before I dropped my head with a deep grunt. “Just answer my question.”

“We slept together for quite some time.”

I hate this.

“But like I said, it’s a thing of the past, and besides, it was never more than quick hookups in hotel rooms.”

Hotel rooms?

“So what was he doing at your house when I came to yell at you?”

“We were working.”

“If that were the case, why did you push me away that evening?” I hadn’t thought about it until now. Frankly, I assumed I’d interrupted them in the middle of something other than work and preferred not to ask, knowing I wouldn’t like the answer.

“Let’s just say there were moments I doubted myself, but it’s no longer relevant. And besides, who are you to be jealous over me sleeping with someone else?”

Annoyed with the truth, I kicked some sand before I sat on the steps leading to our back porch. “You’re right.”

Now feeling like a complete asshole, I considered going for another surf, just to keep my mind busy from this mess I’d created.

“Ashton,” Soren said, breaking the silence that drew between us.

“What?”

“I quite like it when you’re jealous.”

Despite the chilly air, my temperature rose with his words.

“Oh, shut it,” I muttered, thankful that he couldn’t see how red my cheeks and ears had turned.

“You know what I can’t get my head around?” he suddenly asked.

“What?”

“Why would Diesel leave Shay-Lee behind if he’s clearly still in love with him? It makes no sense.”

“Why did you?”