Ella
Jessica isn't surprised to see me.
"I can see your boobs," I say, too shocked to say anything else.
She doesn't even have the courtesy to look embarrassed; she just raises her chin and grins at me. Sara looks back and forth between us, unsure of what is going on. I can't say I really know either.
Jessica. George's sister. Banging Jaxon.
My mind whirls at the shock of the situation.
Without looking down, Jessica begins fixing the top of her dress. I try to look away, but I can't. Jaxon, still standing next to her, laughs at the tension in the small bathroom. He reaches up and pats Jessica's face affectionately.
Barf.
"What a day," Jaxon breaks the silence in his corny, chipper voice. "So many beautiful women just waiting for me to fuck them."
I physically have to repress the gag reflex that the statement causes and hear Sara gasp in disgust beside me.