Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 87993 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87993 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“Then we need to celebrate. Come on. Join us for some fun, won’t you?” Linda said. She was one of Nancy’s best friends.
I had sent Amelia a text and still hadn’t heard from her. I had a sneaky feeling she was with that asshole Wade.
Damn it. Why am I so jealous of this guy?
“I’ll play. Why not?”
It didn’t take long before I was halfway drunk, and a part of me was saying the forbidden words so I could have an excuse to get wasted. I was glad I’d gotten the part, but pissed I wasn’t in Texas with Amelia. Nancy kept flirting with some guy named Rich. I had no fucking clue who he was. All I knew was she was doing her best to make me jealous and for some reason, it was working.
I placed my winning hand on the table and looked straight at Nancy. “Strip.”
Standing, she pulled her shirt off to reveal she hadn’t been wearing a bra. Her tits bounced, and Rich reached up to cup them. “Are they real?” he asked as everyone around the table laughed.
Reaching for the bottle of whiskey, I poured myself another shot. This was going to be a long night.
My eyes snapped open when I heard Amelia’s voice. It came from out in the apartment, where people were still partying.
“Is Liam around?”
“Yeah, he’s in his room.”
I sat up and looked to my right. Nancy was sprawled out in my bed, naked.
“What in the fuck?” I muttered.
My head was pounding. I couldn’t remember a damn thing from last night. The last thing I remembered was losing a hand at poker and having to take off my strides.
Shit. Fuck. I slept with Nancy.
The door to my bedroom opened, and I glanced over to see Amelia standing there. She looked between Nancy and me and slowly nodded her head.
“Wait, Amelia, it’s not what you think!”
“It’s pretty clear, Liam. Why don’t you get dressed? I’ll meet you at the coffee shop across the street.”
She shut the door, and Nancy rolled over. “Well, talk about busted.”
“What in the fuck did you do?” I asked as I jumped out of the bed and searched for something to put on.
“Me? I didn’t do a damn thing, Liam. You’re the one who told me you needed to fuck me. And fuck me, did you ever.”
I groaned. “Jesus Christ. Nancy, you knew I was seeing Amelia.”
“Was that an exclusive thing? You barely just met her.”
“If you fucked up this job for me…”
Nancy frowned. “Job? Liam, did you just hear yourself?”
I stopped moving. I had talked about my job rather than hurting Amelia. Christ. What was wrong with me?
“I’ve got to go. Amelia is waiting.”
Slipping on a pair of shoes, I quickly made my way to the coffee shop. I hadn’t brushed my teeth or even splashed water on my face. I was regretting that more than anything.
The door chimed when I walked in, and Amelia faced me. She didn’t look angry. In fact, she looked almost relieved.
“Amelia, let me explain.”
Holding up a hand, she replied, “Don’t. Liam, this wasn’t ever going to work. It’s pretty clear you still have feelings for Nancy. I should have seen it from the beginning. We had fun, it was an adventure being with you here in New York. You got me to do things I probably never would have done, but I think we both know this is over. Even before you slept with Nancy, it was over. I planned on telling you when you came to Texas, and when you canceled, I knew I had to fly up here and end things.”
The girl behind the counter called out two black coffees. Amelia took them both and handed me one. “Here, you look like hell.”
I laughed. “I feel like it. I don’t remember anything about last night. I didn’t mean to sleep with Nancy. I didn’t want to hurt you. I guess this explains why you were so calm when you walked into my room.”
Amelia gave me a sweet smile. “Liam, I think we both know what we had going on was nothing serious. You can’t build a relationship on great sex.”
“Great sex, huh?” I said, wiggling my brows.
“Yes. I’m not going to lie. That was some of the best sex of my life, and it was also a rush to do something I’d never really done before. Sure, I’ve slept with guys, but I’ve always known them beforehand. With you, it was different. Almost like a dare to myself. A few forbidden moments to go wild and crazy.”
“You liked the toilet sex, I take it.”
We both laughed. “It was a rush, like I said. But that’s all it was. I only want to be honest with you. I don’t have feelings for you. At least, not the kind that make me think we have a future together.”