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It does nothing to change my mind or upset me.
The same can’t be said for Hillary.
The way she moves with a rushed step causes her hair to fall over her shoulders. Her body snaps to attention, making it readily apparent that she’s planning my death right at this present moment.
Most guys would feel bad about causing this.
Thankfully, I’m not most guys.
I’ve had a lot of practice being the bastard that I am.
“I cannot fucking believe you did this to me. I was happy and engaged—”
“Yeah, and you gave all that up so easily for one night in my bed. Tell me, Hill, was it worth it? Was it everything you dreamed of and more?”
Her eyes cut my direction as she pulls up her pants to button them across her hips.
“No, it wasn’t actually—”
“Liar,” I tease. “You were all set to go again. Do us both a favor, and stop dancing around it.”
With a hard yank, she tugs her shirt over her head, that pissed off glare catching mine again as she shoves hair away from her face.
“I should have known better.”
“I mean, yeah. You should have.”
Because what else is there to say?
Except maybe this.
“The fact you trusted me at all was rather stupid, don’t you think? Especially with certain sins to answer for.”
Tsking my tongue, I bend an arm behind my head and stare across the room at her.
The shade of deep red across her cheeks isn’t attractive against her tan skin. And the sharp line of her mouth only makes her thin lips disappear.
Hillary is nowhere near as adorable as the last chick I pissed off.
My thoughts scamper back to the engagement party and to an adorable brunette I would have loved to know better if I didn’t have this charade to carry out ... and if she hadn’t been wearing my drink.
A short chortle of a laugh flies from Hillary’s lips, her bony shoulders shaking once before she moves to snatch her purse from a side table.
“If you think you just ruined my life, you’re wrong.”
She glares at me, her hand stilling in her purse. I assume she’s digging for her keys to get the fuck out of here, but her rage is preventing her from moving as quickly as I’d like.
“This is because of the tape of Emily and the twins, isn’t it? You can’t seriously be so fucking pathetic that you waited ten years to get even with me.”
My lips curl.
“And Paul. You can’t forget him. He is your fiancé after all.”
I laugh.
“Orwasyour fiancé, I should say.”
“This won’t be a problem,” she snaps. “Once I tell him the real reason you did this—”
