TUESDAY RADCLIFFE & LENA NOWAK.
“don’t worry, the only one i ever see is you.”
“Oh yeah... don’t worry, huh?” Lena shook her head. That sounded like the biggest load of bull she’d been fed in a while. She was observant, could see very clearly, and it was something to find your girl checking out another when you were right fucking there.
“So... I didn’t just see what I saw? You’re going to try and tell me you just liked her skirt or some shit?”
Was she the jealous type? Not too much. Everyone had their moments though, and the disrespect to have a wondering eye when they were right there together was what really set her off.
“Was I fucking born yesterday, Tuesday?”
The more the seconds ticked by the more it seemed her upset and frustration would grow, and the brunette was trying to reel it back in. In the grand scheme of things she knew it wasn’t the worst thing, but what was the point of this damn relationship if Tuesday was looking around at her options.
Didn’t she know that Lena had options too?