Page 81 of Breach of Honor


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God, I hoped he hadn’t left with her last night.

I couldn’t speak with my throat constricting. Talking to Lily when she was in freak-out mode was never a smart thing to do. Silence ensured my safety from her wrath.

“Why me? Why do I have the worst fucking luck on the plant? Why?” she lamented, still pacing.

These weren’t real questions, just Lily blowing off steam. I stayed quiet.

“I’ve spent the last ten years dreaming of my perfect man. Ten years! For what? To only have him waltz into my life, thrill me with his show tunes, panty-melting laugh, and delicious lips so I can watch him waltz the fuck out of my life in three days!” A primal growl eddied out of her as she stomped, throwing a massive, never-before-seen tantrum.

I knew this would happen. I glanced up at the ceiling.If anyone is listening, no sex. Please, I can’t hear she slept with Henry last night.

“What are you staring at?” She flitted her eyes to the ceiling.

“Huh? Nothing.”

“Were you not listening to anything I just said?” She glared at me, hands on her hips.

“Yes. I heard every word…I’m sorry.”

“He’s leaving in forty-eight hours.” She collapsed on the chair in front of my desk. “I know what his lips feel like…”

Oh, Jesus.Were you not listening to my pleas?I looked up at the ceiling again.

“What in the hell do you keep looking at?”

“I’m sorry. Nothing. You kissed Henry?”

“More like he kissed me.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. We were out on the veranda. The air had cooled, and Simone left to grab a sweater, so we were alone.” Her cheeks turned red. “After you left, it was just the three of us. It was nice. Fun. But there was also a draw to him I couldn’t fight, so when he asked if he could kiss me, I said, ‘I thought you’d never ask.’”

Oh, man. This was worse than I thought. Lily always said the man who asked if he could kiss her would be special. Henry was the first. Shit—double shit.

“I assume it was nice?” What a stupid question. Her bulging eyes said it had to have been the best kiss of her life.

“On a scale of one to ten, it was a ten. Intoxicating and sensual. Henry hit the one in a billion marker. FUCK!” Lily growled again, stomping her feet on the floor. “And tonight, I’m having dinner with him.”

“No, no, no. Bad idea. Terrible idea. Just look at you.” I tried to keep my tone as even and calm as possible to hide my worry.

“That’s why I told him you and Will would join us.”

“Oh, jeez. As if that would stop you from taking him home.” I put my face in my hands.

“Just tell me you’ll be there. Please, Miranda. I can’t go alone.”

“We’ll be there. Are you going to be bound and handcuffed to me, so you don’t take Henry home?”

“Har, har, har! You’re so damn funny.”

“Just making a point. See, I know you. You’re going to tell yourself it’s just sex. It’s just one time and you’ll walk away satisfied—even grateful for the fling. How are you going to notfeelwhen you’re with him?”

“I don’t know. I honestly don’t know.” Lily slumped in the chair.

Tonight was going to be one emotionally challenging night for Lily.

Downtown L.A. at night had always stolen my breath away. Off in the distance spanned the Pacific Ocean. I’d never been in such an elite, awe-inspiring restaurant. It wasn’t too dark, which might have intensified Lily’s emotions. For that, Henry choose wisely.

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