Another friend chimed in with a sly grin, “Speaking of, I’ve still got the recording from your proposal. Gotta say, that girl’s got a killer figure for someone her age. No wonder even if you’ve got a new flame, you still can’t let her go.”
“She’s pretty bold too,” another added. “Bet she was the one who made the first move back then, couldn’t resist throwing herself at you, right?”
Seeing that Brandon wasn’t angry, the first one pushed further. “Since you’ve already got Karina, why not let us have some fun with Serena?”
Their crude laughter echoed through the garden. My heart clenched so tightly it felt like it might shatter.
Trembling, I waited for Brandon’s response.
He exhaled a puff of smoke, chuckling lightly. “Do as you like. Her mom’s a hassle, but Serena? She’s an idiot. Too easy to manipulate.”
He tapped ash from his cigarette, adding nonchalantly, “Girls like her are starved for love, desperate to be wanted. Just say a few sweet words, and they’ll fall right into your hands. No effort needed.”
Their laughter grew louder as they traded more vulgar comments about my body.