Page 52 of Strictly Pleasure


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Something that might make him hate me for good. I shift in my seat and look over at him. He’s staring at the road, his hands loose on the wheel, his profile illuminated by the almost-full moon.

“Liam?”

His eyes flicker to me then return to the road. “Yeah?”

“There’s something I need to tell you. As soon as we get to your place.” There, I’ve made it known. Now I can’t back out. And it’s the right thing to do.

“What is it?” he asks, genuinely curious.

I pick at an imaginary piece of lint on my skirt. “Just something you need to know.”

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

I blink. “No.”

“An STD?” He lifts a brow and I actually laugh.

“No, it’s not that.”

“Then just come out with it.”

“I can’t.” I shake my head. “I need you to not be driving.” Mostly because I’m scared he might crash. But also because I need to look at him when I say it.

It might be the last chance I get to look at him.

“Well it’s a good thing we’re almost home then,” he says, taking a left onto Virginia Street. It’s less than a minute before he pulls into Ava and Myles’ driveway, then takes a left toward the guest bungalow that has its own parking area. He shuts off the engine and turns to look at me, concern furrowing his brow.

“Are you okay?” he asks. “You look a little peaky.”

No, I’m not okay. And before I can think it through I finally blurt out the truth.

“I lied to you all those months ago. We never slept together.”

* * *

LIAM

“What?” I blink, looking straight at her. Sophie shifts uncomfortably in the passenger seat. She’s looking up at me with those pretty brown eyes.

Taking a deep breath, she starts to explain. “I’m an idiot. And once I said it I couldn’t take it back. Mostly because I thought you’d never let me hear the end of it if I did.” She glances down at her hands. “And maybe there was some self-preservation in there, too. I thought that if you thought you’d slept with me you wouldn’t be interested in me anymore.”

I run my tongue along my bottom lip. “You don’t want me to be interested in you?”

She exhales heavily. “No, that’s not it. I didn’t want to be interested inyou.There was this chemistry there from the start…”

“You could say that.” It was more like fireworks. I remember the first time I saw her, talking to Ava, wearing a flirty white dress that ended mid-thigh. My eyes had immediately been drawn to her, and I’d asked Myles who she was.

And of course, he warned me off right away.

“Let’s go inside,” I say. “Best not to be talking about this out here.” Not when Myles and Ava’s house is right next to the bungalow. I’m pretty sure she doesn’t want them hearing this.

She nods, and I don’t like how vulnerable she looks. Like she’s afraid I’m going to turn on her and scream or something. “Sophe,” I say softly. “It’s okay.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I know you,” I tell her. “We’re friends, aren’t we? Let’s go inside and you can explain.”

This time her breath is ragged. Her eyes reflect the light of the moon, full of tears. Before I can say another word, one of them escapes, rolling down her cheek.

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