"I wasn't-"
"I saw you follow us," I cut him off. "I saw you crack the door open when I had her on the dresser, my hands all over her body."
"I have no idea what you're talking about," he replied tightly.
"Mhm," I mumbled. "So, you didn't see me rip her panties down and shove my fingers inside her sweet, tight, wet p****y? She was fu.cking soaked for me-"
"You didn't make it past grabbing her a.ss, you dipsh.it," Psycho blurted.
I smirked at him as he clenched his jaw.
"And you would know that because...." I trailed off, wanting him to fill in the blank.
"Okay, yeah, I saw you two. It was fu.cking hot as f***k. So what? That doesn't mean I ever had a thing for her. It was just like... Like live, soft-core porn," he rambled.
"Right," I said, nodding in fake agreement. "So, two weeks
