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Since both my sisters have kids, and Remi, Lily's wife, is due with their second baby in less than a month, we don't get much grown-up time together anymore. When Lily demanded a civilized, child-free night out to catch up, I figured that's exactly what we’d be doing.
She taps her finger on her chin, like she's really contemplating our next move. Her eyes widen like dinner plates and her smile takes over her entire face seconds before she's jumping up and down and clapping like her three-year-old. "I know theperfectplace to go!"
It doesn't take a genius to figure out that my sister isn’t just intending to party tonight. With one look at her evil expression, I know she's planning mayhem with a heavy dose of meddling.
I shoot her a withering look. "Nope, absolutely not. I told you I’m never going back there, Lily, and I meant it."
Shaking my head vigorously, I cross my arms, fighting the urge to stomp my foot. There’s no way in fuck that I’ll be going back toThe Alchemist.I haven't been there in three months, not sincethat night. I refuse to even go towards that side of town. I’ve successfully avoided all things pertaining tothem,and I’m not breaking my perfect track record tonight, no matter how much she whines and begs.
Three months ago, I made a mistake. Okay, more than a mistake: a colossal, monumental fuck up.
Rook, Mario and Zander. Wait, correction. Elijah, Renz, and Isaac. The three men who I’d fantasized about from a distance for far too long walked into my life, offered me a night to top all others, then promptly walked right back out the next day.
No names. No phone numbers. No promises.
I understood the terms of our agreement before we began, I really did. How was I supposed to know that one night with them would never be enough? That one night would change me intrinsically.That night was everything to me.They were everything. I foolishly allowed myself to believe that maybe, just maybe, they felt the same. Yet, the next day, they walked out of my house and my life, without even a 'goodbye' or 'thanks for the mind-blowing sex'.
Nothing.
Three months later, still radio silence.
The problem is that no matter how much time has passed, the memory of each of them hasn't faded. I still remember every second of that incredible, life-altering night. I remember every touch, every word, every thrust, demand, kiss, lick, suck, bite,slap.
All. Of. It.
That night is burned into my head, ingrained in my memories, and I don't think it will ever leave. As much as I wish it was just a wonderful night of sex, it was so much more. At least, it was for me. It was mind-altering, earth-shattering, world-changing. It opened up my mind to things that I knew I wanted but had never experienced and now, my mind and my body can't go back. They changed my life and then left it.
Left me.
And I will never be the same.
CHAPTER TWO
"Ohyes,bitch.Thatis exactly where we're going!" Lily barks out as she hails a cab, as though my agreement is already a foregone conclusion.
"No, Lily. I’m not going to their fucking club! I don't want to and you can’t make me!" I fight the urge to whine, but my toddler-tantrum-level statement comes out completely childish anyways. "I don't want to chance running into them.”
Lily steps back onto the sidewalk as a yellow cab slows to a stop in front of us. She levels me with a stern look, one I assume she saves for her son. "So help me, you will get in this car, Violet Ophelia Duncan, or I will throw you in!"
Glaring at my insane sister, I go to war with my internal demons. I loved the club when we found it a few months ago, I really did. It's beautiful, hip and modern, lowkey, and high-class. It's perfect for us and fits the grown-up atmosphere we were going for tonight. The only problem is,theyown it and there’s a very good chance that they’ll be there tonight. I don't want to run into them. More than that, I don't want them to think I went looking for them.
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They left. They never came back. They gave me nothing but orgasms and memories. Clearly, they want nothing to do with me and I’ll be damned if I become the crazy stalker who doesn't take rejection well. I’m stronger than that, right?
Fuck.Fine. Maybe, and this is a big ass maybe, I don't want to start down that path. You know, the stalker-y one, because I know if I give myself permission to look for them, I won't be able to stop.
I would be lying if I said that I haven't considered it, particularly recently. The way they left, the hushed secretive words, the panic, and the drama? It makes a girl curious.
They didn't want me to know their true identities, and then all of the sudden started saying insane things, likeexplosionsandwarand anattack.I mean, those aren’t normal things to be panicking about at six in the morning after mind-blowing sex!
I'm pulled from my heavy, contemplative thoughts when a hand latches around my wrist, tugging hard enough to almost put me on my ass. "We're going. End of story. Get in, bitch."
Grumbling a vague, half-assed sound of defeat, I crawl into the backseat of the cab. My stomach instantly fills with butterflies. Whether they’re due to excitement or nervous anticipation, I'm unsure. A little of both, most likely. Lily climbs in after me, happily chirping our destination to the driver before turning to me with a massive smile.
“It will be fine, Vi, I swear. You need to rip off the band-aid. I know people say New York’s a big city but, it's really not, and you can't let your avoidance of those guys determine your life here. This is as much your city as it is theirs, and you need to be comfortable here.”
I sigh and lean my head on the cold window. I know she’s right but, it doesn't make it any easier. For the first time in my life, my pride took a serious hit that night. I’m not a girl who gets her feelings hurt easily. I take rejection well and it takes a lot to really, thoroughly hurt my feelings.
