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Masen:I have part two of the book, which riled some sort of reaction from you. That is if you have finished part one. I won’t give away any spoilers.
His text catches my attention. I’m certain Presley said the book isn’t out yet, supposed to be released in two months. It’s no surprise he has a copy, but after today, I’d forgotten all about it. From memory, I’m more than halfway through the book.
Me:Fine, I’ll finish it tonight. I’m not sure if I’ll need book two since romance isn’t really my thing.
Masen:I’ll just wait for your desperate text when you’re done.
Arrogant jerk.
I tell Cruz I’m heading to bed, to which he offers to clean up.
After brushing my teeth, I climb into bed and open my Kindle app to continue where I left off. I’m eager to prove the jerk is wrong. There’s not a ton to the plot. The couple is screwing each other all over Manhattan—bars, elevators, and restaurants.
Okay, so technically, they’re not having sex yet. Basically, he eats her out wherever and whenever he can, making it some weird obsession.
I’m sitting up in bed with a bottle of water, hoping the Indian food doesn’t do a number on my stomach. But, as I continue to read on, the plot thickens. The story gets juicier, and this couple is so in love with each other but just can’t get it right. So, instead, they do what they do best—fuck each other like tomorrow doesn’t exist.
It’s nothing but the thrill of the chase, the possibility of getting caught. Each time they’re intimate with each other, they just don’t realize how deeply they’re falling in love.
But more prominently, how hard it is to pull themselves out of this tangled web they’ve found themselves in.
It’s two in the morning when I finish. Thankfully, I’m not working today, just studying. I try to fall asleep with my lamp off, but I can’t get this ending out of my mind. The way they spiraled out of control and how their desires drove them apart in the end.
The book left me with no answers and a goddamn cliffhanger.
Ihatethat he’s right. But he does have something I want.
Masen Cooper is dangling the shiny red apple.
And I can already taste just how delicious it will be.
Eight
Masen
“Excuse me, sir. Another drink?” My eyes are fixated on the cluster of clouds as I stare out the window of the plane. The hostess waits with an annoying smile, but I don’t even look her way. Been there, donethat.
“No, thank you.”
In front of me is my laptop with a spreadsheet on the screen. Usually, I try to catch up on work while on a flight since they’re always tedious and mind-numbing.
But not this time.
The trip to Dallas was quick and uneventful. All work and absolutely no play. However, this time—it was my doing. I just wasn’t in the mood. So, I did my best to stay away from people in general because my short temper and lack of patience grew thin during this trip.
It suited me just fine. It’s the life I’ve always led—a life of solitary.
This life I chose for myself has never been a concern to anyone, even my parents. I’m not a relationship guy, nor do I ever see myself committing to anyone. The longest relationship I’ve had is a month, and even then, I grew bored of the woman the moment she wanted more.
I’ve watched my parents my entire life, seen how two very different personalities and people come together each day, lovingly. My dad has his moments, but the man is under some goddamn spell when it comes to Mom. She truly is the leader of our family, not that anyone of us cares. The woman is a queen, and I’ll give credit where credit is due—she manages to tolerate all of us men and still shows up to a stressful job.
But this life I lead, there’s nothing wrong with it. I get what I want when I want it. And just because I’m thinking aboutAddisondoesn’t mean anything.
Nothing at all.
All day yesterday, I distracted myself with work, never thinking twice about our encounter that morning. Okay, so her scent is engrained in my memory, tormenting me, but if I wanted to, I could’ve fucked someone else to get rid of the pestering thoughts. It seemed like too much effort, so I did my best to ignore it.
Yet, despite my reluctance to think about her throughout the day, the signs were everywhere.
