Scornfully Hers by Pamela Ann Read Free Book Online Page A

this, but I can’t say I’m sorry because I’m not.” He paused, folding his arms, eyes not breaking from mine. “I slept with Lindsey last night.”
    Hearing that he slept with my baby sister was expected since the look on his face last night told me that he was going after her, but still, it was weird. I didn’t want to hear guys talk about my sister that way. I just didn’t want to tolerate it. “Huh.”
    “She fucking left the second I fell asleep. She fucks with my mind. I went to go see her, but Cooper was there, too. What the fuck!” Brody groaned out.
    Well, Lindsey wasn’t going to fall back into her Brody-was-my-god like how she did back a decade ago. I knew that. “You knew that was going to happen. Why are you even surprised?”
    “Hell, I don’t know. Because it’s supposed to mean more than that? It did to me. Guess she really wants to be with Coop.”
    “Guess so,” I agreed, not caring much.
    “Are you fucking serious? You’d rather want her to be with Cooper than with me?” Brody yelled at me, looking like I betrayed him or something.
    Whoa, calm down there, bud. “If she wants to be with you, all the better, but if she chooses Cooper, I’m fine with that, too. I want her happy, she’s been miserable for years because she didn’t see any other guy, other than you.”
    “I know. I know. After last night, I don’t think I—” Brody ran a hand over his hair, grunting. “I gotta go. I’m going to get this shit straightened out before I run over every single person on the road,” he muttered before slamming the door shut.
    Good for you, bro, I encouragingly thought. For years, I knew he liked my sister, but he kept his distance. Brody never voiced it out loud. It’s surprising to think that it took him this long to come to his senses.
    Back to my problem, now that I learned Emma was partying it up in Hollywood, I guess I had to change course. I could wait for her to come back from LA, or if I could reach her, I’d drive and check-in somewhere and we could talk from there. At this point, I was willing to do whatever it took to make her happy and stay with me. If she wanted more commitment, I’d do it, or at least, I’d like to try.
    Coming out of the shower, I strode over to my closet to get ready and head out to LA when my phone shrilled on my side table. Groaning, I shook the wetness out of my hair as I strolled towards my ringing device.
    Russo. Argh, no parties tonight, man, I thought with annoyance. “What up?” I answered before walking back towards my walk-in closet.
    “Fuck man! Go on Facebook. Cece just posted a video of Emma dancing with that Hollywood vampire guy. He’s all up in your girl, man.” Russo was pissed. He sounded like Emma betrayed him or something.
    With a calm voice, I spoke, “I’ll go ahead and do that. Thanks, bro. I’ll see you around.” Ending the call, I sprinted towards my laptop and logged on the social media site.
    My heart was hammering so hard before I clicked on the said video. Halfway through, I shut the lid before throwing it against the wall. It hit the floor, cracked and broke. Just like me. “FUUUUUUUCKKK!” I screamed on top of my lungs. My body was shaking uncontrollably as I slid against the foot of the bed, the images of what I had just seen flashing before me.
    After two minutes, I lifted myself off the floor and grabbed my phone to call Emma. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Yep, nine missed calls and no answer.
    Shaking with all thumbs, I decided to text her.
    Me: Where the fuck are you?
    After twenty minutes of agony, still no reply came. So I sent another message.
    Me: Cece just posted a video on Facebook of you and some celebrity guy dancing. What the fuck were you thinking?
    And then another for good measure.
    Me: Pick. The. Fuck. Up!!!!!
    When all of my messages went unanswered, I called Lindsey. No answer. Then, I was about to hang up on Amber when she picked up after the fifth ring.
    “You