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I glare at him. “Go to hell, Covington.”
Oakley looks between us. “Damn. Trouble in paradise already?”
I smack a quick hello kiss on his cheek. “Don’t act like you don’t know we’re fake dating.”
Oakley pouts. “Does that mean there won’t be a wedding? Because I heard desperate bridesmaid sex is awesome.”
I point to Dylan and Jace who are walking hand in hand toward the tattoo shop. “You’re barking up the wrong tree, bud. I suggest you ask the real couple to help you out with that.”
Cupping his hand over his mouth, Oakley chases after them. “Yo, when are you two lovebirds getting married?”
Jace turns white as a sheet and Dylan looks horrified.
A laugh slips from my mouth. Oakley’s going to be waiting awhile.
I’m about to catch up to them, but Cole grabs my wrist. “Here’s a thought. How about you stop telling people our private business.”
I have no idea what he’s referring to. “What are you talking about?”
“Stop telling people we’re in a fake relationship, because word will get around.”
“Relax. It’s Oakley.”
“Yeah, and Oakley has a big mouth. He’s also fucking around with Morgan, who is best friends with Casey. It’s only a matter of time before he slips up and tells her.”
For some reason hearing her name out of his mouth sends a surge of jealousy through me.
“Wow, you sure spend a lot of time thinking about your ex.”
He looks at me like I’ve sprouted another head. “What are you talking about?”
“Nothing.” I shake my head, feeling like an idiot for saying anything. “Look, we’re not on school property right now, and I highly doubt Cortland’s in the tattoo shop, so how about we just…I don’t know…not talk to each other for the rest of the day.”