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Part One
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Chapter One
Kaden
Hey, girl. Haven’t heard from you in a while. Are you all right? Can you drop me a line, just one fucking line to tell me if you’re okay? Just…
[unsent text message]
“Touch me,” she says, her voice husky, looking at me over her shoulder as she pulls down the zipper of her dress.
“I will,” I reply, leaning back on my sofa, the bottle of vodka half-empty, dangling from my fingers.
Eventually.
Although she’s not Hailey.
And it shouldn’t matter.
The girl is not bad looking. She has something… sweet about her. Something about the bouncy bob of honey-blond hair and the fullness of her curves…
Something of Hailey – and dammit, when will I stop comparing every single woman to her? It’s over between us, has been over for months now, and damn if I’m gonna turn into a monk just because…
Shaking my head, I lift the bottle and take another deep gulp, feeling the heat traveling down my throat, spreading in my chest.
“Hey.” She’s glaring at me, her dress off, dressed in a black lacy bra and a matching set of panties. “Am I boring you?”
I blink. Kinda lost track of time there. Time, and place, and girl. I try to get my head back in the game. “Look, Stacy…”
“Macy,” she snaps, and grabs her dress from the floor, giving me a full view of her ample rack. “Jesus, what am I doing here with you?”
“What? Hold on a sec.” In sudden panic, I shove myself off the sofa and to my feet. The room spins lazily and I rub a hand over my face. “Not so fast.”
“Why? You’re clearly not interested.” She waves a hand at me, or at my crotch, maybe – and my very evident lack of interest in her little striptease. Her eyes lift to my face, anger lighting them up, although I couldn’t tell you their color, or even if they’re pretty. “Why am I here, Kaden? Who are you trying to get over, huh?”
“I’m not fucking trying anything.” Anger heats up my neck, and I don’t even know why the hell I’m so incensed at the suggestion I might be trying to get over…
Her.
“Come here.” I tamp down on my rising fury – at myself, rather at this girl – and reach for her, even if my dick isn’t even half-hard. “Come on. We’re just having a good time. We’re only just starting.”
“Not sure about this,” she says, and draws away, brows drawing together. “This isn’t what I signed up for.”
Goddammit.
I shove my hair out of my eyes and groan deep in my throat. “Then go. Get the hell out.”
Her eyes widen, and her fear annoys me even more – isn’t this what she wanted? What she all but forced me to say? I knew it was a fucking bad idea bringing her here. I never bring girls to my pad.
Won’t be happening again.
