“I don’t know who the hell he is, but I’m about to find out.” I ignored the taunts from my so-called friends as I made my way to the dance floor. Maura was supposed to be out with her girlfriends, not letting some punk grab her ass in a bar full of people. She had her back to me, which worked in my favor. I always preferred to have the element of surprise going for me when I confronted a cheating girlfriend. “You want to tell me what the hell you’re doing here with this loser?” I asked, reaching for Skater-Boy’s shoulder to bring the dance to an abrupt end. “Oh my God,” Maura said, her jaw dropping when she saw me. “What’re you doing here?” “I was about to ask you the same question.” I glared at her boy-toy, who looked as though he was about to slink away with his tail between his legs. As if I’d let that happen. He was going to answer for his actions as soon as I got through with Maura. “I thought you were out with your friends tonight.” “I am,” she said, pointing at a table of girls.
