“I don’t have to sit here and listen to this,” he said before I could utter a word. “I never thought you would stoop this low, Sienna.”
His words were a punch to my gut. I stared up at him. “I’m not lying.”
“Well, I don’t believe you,” he said, pulling back his lips over his teeth.
Why was he so upset with me? He should have been upset with her! I hated the power she had over him. Was he that blind to what she was really up to?
“Parker, just think about what I said. It makes sense. She’s twenty-five and looks like that. She’s not a virgin.”
“Sienna, enough!” he shouted.
My mouth clamped shut.
Heavy breaths escaped his nose. “I will not tolerate any more of these accusations. Especially from you. Rachel and I are getting married this Saturday, and I expect you to be standing there next to me.”
“This Saturday?” I asked, incredulously. “Like a day and a half from now?”
“Yes,” he said firmly.
“When did this happen?”
“We made the decision this morning and were able to secure all the vendors this afternoon.”
I knew it was her decision. Parker worked too hard thus far to change everything on a whim. Now I knew for a fact that she cheated. She was trying to tie the knot before the truth came out. “Don’t you think that’s a little soon?” I didn’t even what to think of the money he had to have spent on such a last-minute event.
“To be honest, it’s not soon enough.”
“This is what you want?”
“Of course it is.”
I swallowed my pride and every other excuse on why they shouldn’t get married. His current mood wasn’t going to be receptive to anything I said, especially anything negative about Rachel.
“I should go,” he said.
“Parker.” I reached for him and he dipped his arm just out of my grasp.
“I want you at my wedding, Sienna. But I hope you are able to drop this.”
“I don’t think I can drop it, Parker,” I admitted. “But I’ll be there for you if you still want me to be.”
He frowned. “I do want you there, Sienna.”
And those were the last words he said to me before opening the front door and leaving. He left it open a crack, and I closed then locked it. I turned around and pressed my back against the door and slowly slid to the ground. I pulled my legs up and wrapped my arms around my knees. I couldn’t believe that Parker was so thick-headed that he didn’t see the signs. I’d had solid proof, and he wasn’t even willing to listen to me. I wasn’t sure how, but Rachel had my best friend wrapped around her little gold-digging finger.
I hoped Parker would approach Rachel about what was said. I would love to be a fly on that wall. But I had a feeling she’d have an excuse. If this was something she did to other men, I was sure she’d be able to convince him that they had been talking about Ophelia.
I smacked my hands on the floor and got up. I’d told him the truth. If he wasn’t going to listen to me, there would be a nice “I told you so” from me when she broke his heart and took all of his money.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Parker
I’d had the most restless sleep that I could remember. The reasoning was a mix of drinking several whiskeys when I came home after speaking with Sienna and the very idea that Sienna would reduce herself to trying to break up me and Rachel. Rachel may have her own issues, but who didn’t? I knew deep down she would never cheat on me. What girl came into a relationship saying she was a virgin? If she was a supposed gold-digger, she would have at least slept with me to keep her coming back for more. At least that’s how they were always portrayed in the movies.
Admittedly, my ego was a little bruised thinking that Rachel might not find me attractive enough to sleep with. So, after thinking about it for some time, I knew what Sienna said had to be wrong. She’d misheard Rachel and Ophelia at the diner. Case closed.
After not sleeping very well, I still managed to be wide awake at six-thirty in the morning. Rachel was sound asleep. I didn’t want to be alone with my thoughts anymore, so I decided to get up. I showered and dressed, and by the time I came out of the bathroom, Rachel was sitting up.