Tasting All My Mates

411 -Who Is The Cheater?

‘Enya! what the fuck happened?” Maynard rushed, but before he could reach

me, Lazio pushed him aside as he bolted in my direction and knelt down in front

of me. No words were spoken when he grabbed my arm and helped me

straighten up while I kept sitting on the floor.

‘What happened?* Lazio cupped my face in his hands, but his eyes betrayed his

actions. There was concern in them, but not with the intensity with which he

pushed Maynard aside.

I couldn’t understand anything, not even myself. I couldn’t comprehend why I

was noticing everything. Why not just appreciate him for now?

Why had it become so hard to get a tiny bit of his attention?

‘Co—rbin!” I stammered in sobs, trying to clean my face as the fresh blood kept

entering my mouth.

‘What? he hit you?” Maynard asked, raising his voice to express his anger

towards the situation. I raised my face and nodded blankly before Lazio helped

me get up on my feet.

*I need to first take care of her wounds, and then we can talk about what to do.*

Lazio wrapped his arm around my body and helped me walk to the bedroom.

Maynard and Christina followed us to help Lazio.

‘It is okay, guys, I can take care of her,” Lazio instantly excused himself when he

watched Christina staring at Maynard, who was too busy getting infuriated with

Corbin.

*I think they need time alone.” Christina understood what Lazio wanted, but

to listen, she had to gently nudge his elbow

left, Lazio brought the aid box to the bed

down with me.

asked, cleaning my

recalled the pain I felt when he hit me, and

couldn’t forget the anger I felt

would have beaten the fuck out of

Lazio pushed the aid aside and wrapped his arms around me

cry on. I was about to sob on his chest when

about

He smelled different.

frowned at him. His brow

the eyes and ask

sme—II different,” I

mean?” He let out a little uncomfortable

clean my injuries again.

smelt like—,” I paused, forcing myself to remember where I

too long before I remembered whose scent he

him.

when I gasped

was enough to tell

nonsense, let me clean yo—,”

stopped

do you smell like her?” I raised my voice

she came too close to snatch the

hands. That’s when I sensed her smell,

her.

wasn’t in

back, hence ending up smelling like her. It

had worn yesterday, too,

Maynard and Christina.

That is what you are focused on?’ He dropped the

bed and scoffed loudly

didn’t respond,” I insisted on knowing

was only now that I remembered Maynard’s

needed to

I don’t know why you can smell her scent on

know for a fact that it is not true. You don’t even

making it up to take your anger

he beat your ass.”