Chapter Seventeen

"I didn't want to tell you because it would make me feel worse than I already do," Samara huffs as she slides her large, gold hoop through her ear.

"What do you mean?" I question, sitting back onto my bed, already organized for tonight.

"I know Jai's one of your good friends, practically a part of your family. He's an amazing guy, I just... don't feel the same way. I love being single, I don't want to be tied down. Not until I at least get with Eli Matthews. Then, I can die happy," she informs me and I laugh, her obsession with Eli still prominent after all these years. She turns to me. "By the way, if I got offered to have 'revenge sex' with Eli, I would do it in a heartbeat."

"Don't remind me," I laugh, shaking my head, knowing that if I ever did take up the offer, Samara would kill me in my sleep. "And I'm not going to make you feel bad. You can't force yourself to like someone."

"But you think we would work together and be really cute, don't you?"