Free Broken #4 (The Broken Series - Book #4) by Claire Adams Page A

when someone is about to kiss me, so how is it
that you don't know? She was practically dry humping you at the bar―could
you possibly be more stupid?”
    “Natalie,
it wasn't me. You act like we were making out in the hallway. You literally
walked in at the exact moment she just up and kissed me.”
    “Yeah,
God knows what would have happened had I not walked in.”
    “You
can't seriously mean that Natalie.”
    “I
do. I'm sick of this crap with you. I've always felt like I wasn't enough, and
you just proved that to me. Why can't you just leave the other girls alone? Is
that really too much to ask?”
    She
was revved up, and I could see that I wasn't going to get anywhere with her.
She was screaming at me at that point, and the more I
seemed to try to calm her down, the angrier she got.
    “Baby,
please. I'm crazy about you, how can you not see that?”
    “I
saw enough tonight, thank you very much,” she screamed at me.
    It
was pointless trying to talk her out of anything, and I didn't think that there
was any point in continuing the conversation. She was so angry that she wasn't
willing to hear my side of things. I had majorly screwed up, and there was
nothing that I could do about it. I should have told Katie to go back to the
sitting room as soon as I saw her following me down the hall. But I didn't
think she would actually try to kiss me. Boy, had I been wrong. She had caused
a huge problem between Natalie and me, and I would like nothing more than to
strangle her at that moment.
    If
things weren't already bad enough at that moment I turned to see Katie walking
up behind us. My mouth dropped open and I was quite literally speechless.
    “Katie, what the hell?”
    “Can
we talk?”
    Natalie
turned to find her there, and yelled, “Ugh!” She stomped past us and headed
back to the house. At least she was going in the right direction, but I was
sure Katie had just done far more damage by coming out of the house.
    I
turned from Natalie, and faced Katie, anger emanating from me. “What are you
doing out here? Do you really think Natalie wants to see you right now?”
    “I
thought I could fix things, say something to her.”
    “How
could you have kissed me?”
    “I
thought you would like it.”
    “Katie,
we have been over this a dozen times. We aren't hooking up. Don't you think we
would have by now? I have known you forever. And I have a girlfriend.”
    “That
hasn't stopped you before.”
    “This
time it's different. She's different, and you probably ruined that for me. What
kind of friend are you?”
    “Look
Jet, I'm sorry, okay? I wasn't trying to hurt you. I've just had a crush on you
forever, and I just thought that we would make a pretty hot couple.”
    “It's
never going to happen. I'm sorry, Katie. I think you're great and really
beautiful, but you're not for me. I'm with Natalie; she’s who I want. She’s who
I've always wanted.”
    She
looked heartbroken, but that wasn't my problem. My problem was sitting in the
house with my family, and I hoped to God I could fix that.
    “I'm
sorry, Jet. I really am.”
    “Just
fix it, Katie. Make it right. I want her to know that I didn't kiss you, that I
would never kiss you. That it was you who kissed me, and that we weren’t making
out or anything.”
    She
just nodded, and I walked away from her to go find Natalie. When I get back
into the house I found her in the sitting room with my family. I walked up to
her and smiled. She took one look at me, dismissed me silently, and went on
talking to my family. I couldn't exactly talk to her about my problem with my
family right there, and she wouldn't go anywhere with me. I had ruined my own
girlfriend's Thanksgiving.
    “Is
everything okay? Can we talk?”
    “No
shot. Now leave me alone for the rest of the night.”
    I
turned away from her and saw Katie come in from outside. She went over to my
sister and they chatted amongst themselves. It couldn't possibly be more
awkward at that moment. I had no way to fix