He was worse than Toby, I decided. I’d been right about him, and I couldn’t wait to talk to my best friend about it.
I called Addie after dressing in an old college sweatshirt and a pair of yoga shorts.
“You have to tell me everything,” was how she answered the call, and I just sniffled and whimpered. “Oh, no, honey,” she said sympathetically. “I’ll be right over.”
Addie showed up with ice cream and romantic comedy DVDs, and I hugged her tightly.
“Thank you for coming. She frowned at me.
“Of course,” she said, sounding almost offended. “Is it Toby or Adam that made you cry?”
“Both,” I admitted. “Toby because I still hated watching him get married, after all this time and everything he did, and Adam because... well...”
“You slept with him, didn’t you?” Addie asked, deadpan, and I sighed.
“Is it that obvious?”
“As obvious as that giant hickey on your neck!” she exclaimed, holding up my collar. “Does he moonlight as a vampire or something?”
I chuckled. “Not that I know of. I don’t know that much about him.” I paused. “I thought he was coming around, that he was really a good guy, but I guess I was wrong.”
“How was the sex?” she asked, and I scoffed.
“That doesn’t matter.”
“Of course it matters,” Addie said simply, putting the ice cream pints in the freezer. I held my hand out for a pint and she handed one to me.
“It was amazing,” I admitted, and then said in a lower tone. “I came five times.”
Addie’s eyes bulged. “Fivetimes? Maybe he moonlights as a sex god instead of a vampire.”
“But then he just left this morning without a word, leaving a check in an envelope for me at the front desk, more than the amount we had agreed upon,” I explained.
Addie shrugged. “Maybe he had work or something.”
“He could have at least said goodbye,” I said darkly, stabbing a spoon into the ice cream.
“But he might have had a good reason,” Addie suggested.
“Absolutely not,” I said with my mouth full of chocolate ice cream. “There’s no way he had a good enough reason to leave me like that.”
“Are you bummed it didn’t work out?” Addie asked, putting in a DVD.
“No,” I said, and as she stared at me, I sighed.
“Yes,” I admitted. “I hate that it didn’t work out. It’s not every day that you meet a hot billionaire that happens to be a good dad.”
“He is your ex’s brother,” Addie pointed out.
“Good point. Who needs him?”
I tried to focus on the movie but my head kept spinning. I couldn’t believe I’d been so eager to have him, that he’d been so good in bed. I felt an ache between my legs every time I thought about it, every time I saw those hickeys in the mirror.
I’d just made a mistake. That was all there was to it.
I never wanted to lay eyes on Adam Lanphier again.
Chapter 11