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“Leland, you don’t mean that.” She breathes on me, and my head swims from the fumes.
Jesus, it’s a bit early for her to be drunk.
“I do and you need to get yourself cleaned up. Maybe quit hitting the bottle.”
Her lip trembles. “I need your help.”
“Make an appointment.”
She grabs at me, but I sidestep her. “Daddy cut me off.” Her voice drops to a whisper. “He says I need to get a job. Support myself.”
“I can’t do anything.”
Willa points a neon pink nail at me. “Sue him.”
“For fuck’s sake, I’m not suing your father.” I open my door and Melissa stares at me, jumping to her feet.
“I tried to stop her.”
“Yeah, I know. Get her a cab. She’s in no condition to drive.”
And I take off after Sarah.
Chapter Nineteen
Sarah
He’s a liar. A no good, low down, filthy liar.
And I fell for it.
I stare at the scene before me, and then my stomach heaves. I turn and pull the door shut, not even caring if I slam it.
Leland’s assistant is on her feet, talking, gesturing but I don’t hear a word as I storm out, blood roaring in my ears.
How the hell can I be such a fool? All the warning signs are there. I know that a man can be smooth and seemingly genuine when he’s not. Didn’t Billy teach me that? And my instincts with Leland?
Didn’t they do the same thing too?
And yet my lust threw those out the window.
I don’t care that when I met him those two days, I never once thought he was the worst kind of fuck boy, not even knowing he was from out of town. I wasn’t looking for something serious, but I wasn’t looking for pain either, and he’d turned that on me in that money sitting by the bed.
Money he claimed he left as a tip for the maid.
I suck in a breath, trying to get myself a little calmer as I approach my truck. Okay, maybe I got that wrong, but it doesn’t change the fact he didn’t remember me and him and his sweet, seductive words made me fall down the Leland well. Made me think that perhaps my defenses weren’t needed.
Worse, he made me believe.
And I did.
Believed him when he said he’d felt like I did, that no one came close to that time. Believed him when he said he doesn’t fuck around with other women if he’s sleeping with one. And that one? That particular woman I just saw him with? Good God.
I reach my truck on the street, put my hands on the metal door, close my eyes, and force myself to breathe and calm down.
The woman was on his lap. His hands were on her hips.
I glare at the now crumpled letter I’d brought in from Alpine Energy and shove it in my bag, and then I get in my truck and take off.
