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“Asia…”
“Alright! I wanted Thad to see it.” I grab at my hair. “I was drunk! And hurt. And embarrassed.”
“Do you have any idea…” His nostrils flare.
“This isn’t my fault. Might I remind you that you’re the one who proposed in the first place.”
He growls. “You need to take that down.”
“Everyone’s already seen it.”
“You don’t understand. I—”
His phone rings cutting off his answer. Hansley reaches over to the nightstand and swipes his device from the surface.
He curses. “It’s Brett.”
“You think he saw?” I gasp. “You think they all saw?”
He slants me a dark look and gets off the bed. I avert my eyes as the sheet gently slides away from him, but not before I catch an eyeful of Hansley’s strong thighs and big—
My phone rings.
Mom's name parades in front of me.
My heart bucks wildly.
I dig my fingers into the sheets and hide beneath it.
Is it possible for me to make my new home in this Vegas hotel room and never show my face again?
The phone keeps ringing.
I hear the muffled sounds of Hansley’s voice from the bathroom. Wonder what Brett is saying. Probably something along the lines of ‘are you crazy? Who marries a girl they barely know?’
My nostrils flare as I grab the complimentary robe from the closet. Dressing quickly, I tie the band around my waist and cinch it tight.
There.
I’m dressed. I’m in control.
I observe the hotel room in the morning light.
It’s huge. Definitely not something Thad would spring for, so I’m assuming I’m in Hansley’s room. A stunning cityscape view juts against a crisp blue sky. Fluffy clouds float by, evoking a false sense of calm.
I stare at the view and keep inhaling deep breaths.
I’m in control. I can fix this.
My foot slips against something silky on the ground.
I kneel. Pick the fabric up.
Pain swallows my heart.
It’s the little black dress I wore last night.
I never had a chance to wear the thing before now. Mostly because I prefer jeans and sneakers to fancy gowns and high heels. In my line of work, comfortable wear is superior to style, but I’m always open to dressing up.
