3
A Life of Bad Decisions
This wasn’t how their little game was supposed to end.
It never ended this way.
He hadn’t waited that much longer than usual to approach her. After they’d talked, then they would go back and f**k the night away. He wasn’t sure if either of them had ever refused before. It was against the rules.
Whenever she played, he always left the girl he had been talking to for a night with Andrea. There wasn’t a girl alive that he’d trade the game for. Well, maybe one, but since she was about to marry his brother, it didn’t count.
Andrea could be a b***h to everyone, but then again, he was a total ass. That was how they worked. This was where they made sense.
Under the fury that was simmering to the surface though was confusion. Why would she choose Bad Suit over me? H
