Chapter 30. Classy Disaster

Teyana’s POV

I bore witness as Chris’ pretty face reddened, my mouth hanging open. I couldn’t believe she had actually slapped him.

“What the hell was that for?” He demanded after recovering from shock, his brows furrowed.

Even Carol blinked, almost as if she hadn’t realized what she’d done until the sound of the slap echoed back to her. For a heartbeat, she looked startled too. Then her chin lifted, gaze sharpening like she had decided not to regret.

“Get your gayish ass off me, Chris.” She warned sternly. If I wasn’t her friend, even I, would be so shaken right now.

Chris froze. His lips parted like he was about to say something, but the words stalled somewhere in his throat. He blinked at her, stunned. “So that’s why you’ve been pulling away and just…actually slapped me?”

She turned to face him. “You don’t get to fucking squeeze it as a small deal after your lying ass made me believe I have your cold heart wrapped in my hands. You lied t