She'd been played.
Eleanor turned to leave. Tyler blocked her.
"You're already here why leave now?"
Beside him, the guy who'd lost the bet chimed in too.
"Exactly. The second you heard he was drunk, you came running like a good little dog. If I'd known she had no spine at all, I wouldn't have wasted money betting Tyler on this."
The speaker's name was Marcus Webb Eleanor didn't recognize him.
"Told you our boy Julian's got it like that. Women just throw themselves at him. Even the washed-up ones."
Tyler said it while looking straight at Eleanor.
The room was dim, but the fury on her face still came through loud and clear.
The full story clicked together Julian had taken Cassandra out to dinner, gotten a call from Tyler after, and ended up here at Midnight Republic together. Marcus
