(JERICHO)
Arlo studies me like I'm some amoeba on a petri dish. "That's it, yeah? You're mad because you slept together and now he left without a word."
Miles finally breaks the silence. "Please tell me you weren't that foolish, Jericho."
"Whatever happened between me and Wesley is none of your business." I croak out.
"So then that's a yes?" Miles groans, raking his hand frustratedly through his hair. "Sasha is going to have my balls for this."
I glare at him, feeling resentful. "My sex life isn't your concern. Neither is it my brother's."
"Is that what you think?" He says, jabbing a finger on me. "Sasha trusted me to keep you focused with work. You were supposed to learn how to help run the ports and what did you do? You were so busy fucking the manny. What did you think? That this shit wouldn't have blown back to me? You're so selfish and naive, Jericho."
"I'm not naive or selfish." I hiss.
