The slap hurt her cheek. Remi laughed and rubbed her tongue against the inside of her cheek. "Are you upset that I can't sleep with your sweetheart, Leon, because you can't get him into bed? Are you interested in learning about his tender places and small kinks?”

The pain scarcely registered through Bernice’s fury as her nails drove into her palms. "You think I'm as shameless as you?"

Remi’s voice was oozing with apathy as she fiddled with her hair. "Yes, I don't hide anything. What the heck? Because you are the one who is haughty, you are unable to marry or bed the man you desire.”

“Remi Puth!" Bernice...