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“Why did you stop answering my calls years ago? It seemed like we were fine as friends, and then you went off to college and you just stopped answering my calls.”
“It’s because you stopped being a good friend,” she said, her voice soft. “And I was mad at you.”
“For what?”
“For not being a good friend.”
I raised my eyebrow. “Did I do something? Say something?”
“Both.” She shrugged. “But I was pretty naive then because I thought you liked me when I was a senior in high school. Like, as more than a friend.”
“When you were eighteen?”
She nodded. “Yeah. But I always forgot that even though the two of us were a few years apart, Jonathan was older than you, and you always hung out with his friends since you were on the same level as him. And then you laughed at me when I told you that I liked you, so...”
“Hayley, you never told me that you used to like me until I took you back to your suite the night of the rooftop party.”
“What?”
“The rooftop party,” I said. “That night when I took you back to your suite. Remember?”
She sipped her wine and smiled. “I don’t think that memory is ever coming back. I don’t remember.”
“Well, take my word for it.” I caressed her hand. “I didn’t know.”
“You did know.” She narrowed her eyes at me. “And you laughed.”
“Okay, Hayley.” I didn’t want to argue. “I’ll take your word for it, if you take mine.”
“I will.” She stood up and walked over to me, sitting in my lap. “The secret dates don’t bother me, but I understand why you feel the way you do.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah.” She kissed me. “I once felt the same. It hurts hiding a secret from your best friend.”
“It does.”
“You know what also hurts?”
“What?”
“Going out on a date with your boyfriend while he’s thinking about your brother. Hell, I’m willing to bet he might think about my brother more than me throughout the day.”
“He definitely doesn’t.” I kissed her lips before gently pushing her off my lap. Then I stood up and walked over to the door, locking it.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m going to show you exactly who and what I think about all day.” I grabbed her hand and pulled her over to the window. Not giving her a chance to ask questions, I spun her around so she was facing the ocean, and I lifted up her dress from behind.
Spreading her legs apart, I tore off her panties and let them fall to the floor.
“Are you all ready for the first course, Mr. Walters?” Someone knocked on the door.
Ignoring it, I slapped Hayley’s ass—again and again, groaning each time she let out a throaty gasp. I positioned her so she was slightly bent over, and then I pushed her hair over one shoulder.
“Put your hands on the glass,” I whispered into her ear, and she slowly obliged—letting her fingers touch the window. “Not right there. Move them up higher so I can fuck you better.”
She nodded and slid them higher, moaning loudly as I bit the back of her neck.
