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“I was just trying to get you to get off the phone. I’m not afraid of Rory. It’s just a dress.”
“Really?” I asked as I narrowed my eyes at Clare. “And the film? What about that.”
Her eyes went wide with horror. “You know about the film?”
“Of course I do.”
Laughing, she shook her head. “You don’t know about the film.”
“If I didn’t know about it, Clare, why would I be mentioning it?”
Her hand came up to her mouth. “You know about the film.”
I nodded. “I also know what happened to that film that held my brother’s wedding on it that someone claimed was lost, but we know better don’t we, Rory?”
“How?” she softly whispered.
“I saw the whole thing play out. The videographer, you arguing with him, you grabbing the camera, and then said camera biting the dust.”
“That wasn’t my fault! He was coming on to me and I did what I had to do.”
“So you say, Clare, so you say. I guess it’s your word against no one’s since he’s not here to corroborate your side of the story. But somehow, I don’t know if my brother will buy into what you’re selling.”
“You are evil!” she said as she stood. “I cannot believe you are going this low in a sad attempt at breaking up a couple.”
“Oscar-award-winning performance, by the way, at the wedding. You know, when you claimed to have not known what happened to the dress, then the terrible misfortune of Rory and Finn’s wedding not being captured professionally on film.”
She reached up and pushed me, causing me to stumble.
“How could you? Your ex is happy. She’s also a cheater. Go find some girls to fuck and get her out of your head like a normal guy would do.”
A sudden image of Clare sitting on top of me, her head thrown back in pleasure, caused me to take a few steps back.
“What the fuck?” I whispered.
“Yeah, what the fuck? Are you realizing what a stupid thing this is you’re doing? And you’re attempting to drag me into it, Wes.”
I shook my head and looked at her. Her blue eyes were on fire, and I had the urge to pull her body to mine and kiss her. Feel if those lips were as soft as they looked.
Turning around, I drew in a few deep breaths as I placed my hand over my chest. What was happening to me?
“Wes? Are you okay?”
Her voice was starting to make my dick go hard.
“Wes?”
Another image of her crying out my name as I took her from behind assaulted my brain.
“What is wrong?” Clare asked as she followed me through the small apartment to the front door.
“I can’t right now,” I said as I pulled the door open and practically ran to the elevator.
The second I got out of that building and hit the cold air I sucked in a breath. It felt like I couldn’t breathe the entire ride down in the elevator. I turned and started walking as fast as I could. It wasn’t until I was four blocks away and had managed to stop thinking of Clare naked that it dawned on me, I had left her place without my coat.
“Fuck!” I said as the cold wind seemed to go right through me. I lifted my hand and called for a taxi. When one pulled over, I slipped in and gave him my address. Dropping my head back onto the seat, I concentrated on breathing. I needed to stay away from Clare. She was a distraction, and I couldn’t afford one right now. But I knew I needed her if I wanted to get Mandy back.
What in the hell was wrong with me. I was fantasizing about Clare, yet planning on trying to break up Mandy and her doofus fiancéRon.Ron who listens to a jazz band—cringe—called The Launchers. What a joke.
