AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I’ve been insanely jealous of how free the two of them are sexually.
Ifshe’seven having trouble keeping her man satisfied, what does that mean for the rest of us? Are we all doomed to have unsatisfying relationships?
The thought makes me sad.
I don’t want to live my life devoid of connection and intimacy.
But that’s exactly what it feels like I’ve created.
Tasia’s right, I need to get clear on what I want—what I’m worthy of.
First, it means moving forward. However tentatively that might be.
So, tomorrow, I’ll be back on the job with London.
I need to face my fears head-on.
Starting with him.
CHAPTER17
London
This is stalker-level shit.
Yet, I can’t even feel bad about it.
After my talk with Myles, it got me thinking … Is she right? Should I be making a move on Lily?
Not in a sexual advance kind of way, but what if I told her how I’ve been feeling? How much she means to me. How much she’salwaysmeant to me …
Would that change anything?
I’ve gotten the impression her relationship isn’t the greatest. Her friends have all but steered us together. Quinn and Tasia, specifically.
What if I just had an open and honest conversation with her? Laid it all out there?
At least that way, everything is out in the open. If she doesn’t feel the same—well, then I can move on. Right?
So, here I am, standing outside Dirty Books, and waiting for Lily to come out.
I need to talk to her. I need to feel everything out.
And if nothing else, I need to convince her to come back to work.
She’s canceled on me three times now and I’m not gonna let there be a fourth. We have a job to do, and goddammit, we’re going to do it together if I have my say.
If she doesn’t feel the same way about me, then I’ll find a way to convince Lily that what happened—what nearly happened—will never happen again.
I flit my gaze between the two storefronts, wishing Quinn was working tonight. Instead, I was told he had the night off again.
So, instead of having someone to banter with and take my mind off the ridiculous level of jitters I’ve got about standing here, I’m stuck in my head and counting the seconds.
If Cal knew what I was about to do, he’d have one hell of a field day. He knew before I did how much I liked Lily.
I run my hand down my face just as the door to Dirty Books opens and five tipsy women barrel out.
Standing up straight, I push off my vehicle and lock eyes with Lily, acutely aware of the fact that I don’t have Quinn as a buffer this time.
