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

listen, she had to gently

Lazio brought the aid box to the bed and

down with me.

asked, cleaning my wound. Now that I

home, I recalled the pain I felt when he hit me,

me teary-eyed again. I couldn’t forget the anger I felt at that

would

aside and wrapped his arms

me a shoulder to cry on. I was about

about his

He smelled different.

away from him, I frowned at him. His brow furrowed before he tilted

to look me in the

different,” I

out a

clean my injuries again.

paused, forcing myself to remember where I have smelt

too long before I remembered whose scent he

him.

pulled away when I gasped at my own words.

his face was enough to tell me he

let me clean yo—,” he looked pretty

but stopped when I showed

do you smell like her?” I raised my

earlier, when she

sensed her smell, and now he was

her.

that he wasn’t in his

back, hence ending up smelling like her.

had worn yesterday, too, when he went out clubbing

Maynard and Christina.

That is what you are focused on?’ He dropped

the bed and scoffed loudly

respond,” I insisted on knowing

remembered

needed

there is no answer. I don’t know why you can smell her scent

not true.

making it up to take your anger

he beat your ass.”