In the two weeks since their return from Vegas, Bella hadn’t left her house except to pick up groceries. She’d made plans with Rose and Alice, but bugged out of them since she was in a funk. Jacob had been her constant companion for three years … well, more like two and a half years … the past six months he’d been pretty absent.
Absent because he was fucking anything with tits, and making some very, very poor choices.
Jacob’s drug test did come up positive for cocaine, LSD and some performance enhancement drugs. With that, Charlie released him from his contract and said he was no longer welcome at Bull Dog MMA Fight Club. Sam Uley was also fired since he’d provided Jacob with the steroids.
Hearing that and knowing the truth, Bella gave herself some time to grieve the loss of her relationship. But, she was in such a funk. How had she missed this?
There was a large thump on her door. “Bitch, open up!” Rose bellowed. “No more wallowing!”
“Leave me alone,” Bella grumbled under her breath. She stomped to the front door, scowling at the unwelcome porch dwellers. “What?”
Alice, a petite woman with short brown hair and the most unique golden eyes, gave her friend a sympathetic smile. “We’ve given you time, but you’ve got to come back to the land of the living,” Alice said.
“And shower,” Rose said, pushing into the house, carrying several grocery bags. “Girl, you stink.”
“It’s not like I haven’t been working. I’m still doing my job,” Bella argued, watching as her two best friends entered her home.
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