Free Dangerous Beauty: Part Four: Beautifully Broken by Michelle Hardin Page A

just keep doing whatever she could to be around him. If that meant being his babysitter, then dammit, she’d be his damn babysitter.
    “I can’t believe you, Rea!” Ronaldo persisted. “He’s been doing this to you ever since he started dating that bitch.”
    With a gasp, Reanna whipped around to face Ronaldo. “Ron!” she yelled in outrage. “That was uncalled for. Aniyah is a good friend of mine—”
    “A good friend of yours and a bitch,” he shot. “She’s even bitchier now that she’s dropped some of the weight.”
    Reanna’s mouth fell open. Even though she’d known him for a good chunk of her life now, she would never get used to how nasty Ronaldo could be at times.
    “Ron, that’s just mean,” she said softly, shaking her head in disapproval. “Aniyah has never been anything but kind to me, or you.”
    “What?” he exclaimed in a high-pitched scream. “Bitch, please! That whore is as rude as they come.”
    Reanna frowned in confusion. “No she isn’t …” For as long as Reanna had known Aniyah Clark, the woman had been nothing but nice. She’d met her through one of her best friends, Carter, and they’d hit it off instantly. This was the reason why Reanna felt guilty for feeling so strongly for Kyle; the reason why she would never confess to Kyle how she really felt … the reason why she’d chosen to accept living solely off of stolen moments with him instead of having all him. Yes, she still got frustrated at times about her relationship with Kyle, but every time she took a moment or two to reflect, she realized that she and Kyle remaining apart could be for the best … maybe. She didn’t know. She just knew she didn’t want to hurt Aniyah. “Aniyah’s a good friend,” she said, a slight sadness in her tone. “She’s never said a mean word to me, not even once, Ron. So stop it.”
    Ronaldo didn’t respond. He just stood for the longest moment, staring at her, before bringing his arms up and crossing them over his chest. “Sooo, she’s never said anything mean to you, huh?”
    The look in his eye indicated that he knew something she didn’t, but she didn’t believe him. Aniyah would never talk about her behind her back, especially not while Ronaldo was present. She would have just been asking for word to get back to Reanna.
    So, confidently, Reanna lifted her chin in defiance, and answered, “No, she has not.” Because she hadn’t.
    Ronaldo blinked. “Oh my goodness, Reanna,” he said excitedly, obviously imitating a female voice. “I just started with my new personal trainer. He’s fantastic. You should come with!”
    Reanna’s frown deepened as she watched the confusing, silly man.
    “He’s really changed my life. I’ve already lost so much weight. Have you thought about getting into fitness?”
    “Okay, would you stop!” Reanna snapped. “So what? She’s enthused about her trainer, and invited me to workout with her.” Reanna remembered the assorted times when Aniyah would bring up her new ‘health kick’ very clearly, but she still didn’t understand why Ronaldo felt it was insulting for her to invite her to the gym with her. Was that not a nice gesture? “So because she wants to hang out with me, she’s rude, Ron?”
    He threw his arms up in frustration. “Come on, Rea!” he yelled. “Leave it to you to always see the good in people even when they’re insulting you.”
    “How is she insulting me?” Reanna yelled, now frustrated with Ronaldo’s argument. “She invited me to the gym—”
    “Only you, Rea!” he shouted. “She always only invites you.”
    Reanna shook her head, still not understanding. “And she’s rude because she didn’t invite anyone else—”
    “No!” he cut her off. “Damn, Rea. Do you ever just sit back and wonder why it is that both Tamara and Carterina want to kick Aniyah’s ass every time she talks to you?”
    “Because Carter and Aniyah got into a—”
    “It’s because the bitch is sitting at a damn