Overtime(84)

“I’m talking to you, Thomas!” Liam yelled.

“Or not,” she groaned as Jordie came out from behind the counter, but thankfully Karson stopped him.

“Oh, you’re talking to me?” Jordie scoffed, looking down at where Karson’s hand lay. “What?”

“Just precautions. This looks like it could get violent,” Karson said before looking over at Liam. “I suggest you leave.”

“No, I want to know why it’s any of his business why Kacey and I talk. We had something special. She should be going with me to New York—”

“See, that would make sense. But she doesn’t love you, she loves me,” Jordie said, cutting him off, and Kacey covered her face.

Why was this happening?

“Oh, so you did break up with me for him,” Liam accused and she shook her head.

“No,” she said, but Jordie thought differently.

“Of course, she did. You can’t make her feel an ounce of what I make her feel.”

“Jordie, stop,” Kacey warned. “That’s enough. And Liam, I didn’t break up with you for him. It just kinda happened that I got back with him the same day I broke up with you. I never planned it, and I know that sounds bad, but really, that’s how it happened.”

“Sure, it did,” he seethed and she shook her head.

“I’m telling you the truth,” she stressed, but she could tell he didn’t believe her.

“I put time into you, I love you, and I thought I was doing right by you. But you’re gonna pick some drunk * who’s more than likely gonna cheat on you left and right? Why? Explain that to me?”

“Liam—”

“It’s pretty simple. I can make her come, you can’t,” Jordie said and Liam glared.

“Really, Jordie?” she yelled and he shrugged.

“Yeah, because you practice on every woman in the world. Shut up, I’m not speaking to you anymore,” he snapped back.

“Yeah, maybe you should try it because you obviously can’t keep a girl.”

“You’re a disgusting drunk, and you won’t keep her either.”

Jordie pushed past Karson, and Kacey decided he wasn’t trying very hard to keep Jordie contained as he went toe-to-toe with Liam. But Liam was looking at Kacey, his eyes intent on her as Jordie stared him down.

“You’re halfway right. I am a drunk, recovering though, but I am not disgusting, nor will I lose her. She is mine. Not yours.”

“Oh my God, stop it. I’m not something to own, for one, and for two, this is insane,” she said to Liam and he gave her a look.

“Tell this dude to leave—before I remove him,” he demanded, and Kacey rolled her eyes.

“Why are you acting like this? You got me, we’re good. Let me explain this to him because I do care about his feelings. He is a nice guy.”

“He’s a *,” Jordie sneered.

“Screw you,” Liam said, glaring at him, and Jordie laughed.

“See!”

“Karson!” she yelled and he shrugged.

“I’m trying,” he said, pulling Jordie by his shirt, but of course, he wasn’t moving.

“What did I do wrong?” Liam asked. “Why don’t you want me?”

“Dude, do you know how pathetic you sound right now?” Jordie asked, but they both ignored him while Liam’s eyes searched hers.

“We have history, Liam. I love him,” she said, but Liam shook his head. “When he’s not being a jealous, pigheaded jerk, he’s a good guy.”

“He won’t treat you like I do.”

“Yeah, I’ll do better and I’ll make her come,” Jordie reminded him and she was going to kill him.

Smacking him, she asked, “Will you go eat or something? Let me handle this.”

“No,” he said simply, not moving at all.

“Daddy?”

“What?” Karl asked, crossing his arms.

“Remove him!” she yelled, but he shook his head.

“I’m on his side.”

Looking at Jordie, Liam bit out, “You’re just mad that I had her because you couldn’t keep her. She wanted to have sex with me, she wanted me so damn bad, just to get over your punk ass.”

“Is that right?” Jordie asked, his chest puffing out. “Did you know I know every detail about your relationship with her? Wanna know why? Because she loved me enough to tell me. What do you know about us? That I hurt her, right? That’s it, because you meant nothing to her.”

“But I was with her and that kills you inside,” he yelled back. “I can see it all over your face. You hate me because I was good enough for her to try.”

“You know nothing, f*ckface,” Jordie bellowed and that was enough.

“Okay, that’s it,” she said as Liam looked back at her. “Look, there is really nothing else to say. I’m sorry for how this went down and how this may look. But I promise, I never meant to hurt you.”

“No, you just strung me along, made me think you could love me—”

“Nope, never did that,” she reminded him. “I always told you that I wasn’t there yet.”

“But you never were going to be there ’cause you were obsessed with this *!”