Nathan's POV
Hailee scoffed and stepped closer, glaring straight into my eyes. "Clara told me about the bet you made with your friends," she said sharply. "You bet that you could kiss me twice—and congratulations, you won." She spat with anger.
For a moment, I couldn't speak. I couldn't react, I just went numb as I pondered on her words, and just like lightning, anger exploded through me.
"Clara lied," I said through gritted teeth. I was already losing my temper—God help Clara.
"And you expect me to believe that?" Hailee asked, raising a skeptical brow.
I shook my head and took a step closer, reaching out to take her hand, but she yanked it away and glared at me.
"Clara lied. There was no such bet. In fact, none of my friends even know we've kissed. I may be a dick, but I don't discuss my sex life with my friends—and definitely not when it concerns you."
But the look on Hailee's face said it all. She didn't believe me. No matter what I said, in her mind, I was lying.
