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I’d miss him so much.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered.
Then I wrenched my hand from his grasp and left the café, tears welling up in my eyes.
Logan
“Earth to Logan. You there, man?”
“Huh? Yeah. Sorry. What’s up?” I asked.
“I slid into the damn booth ten minutes ago. Where the hell have you been?” Hunter asked.
“Just in my head. Got a lot on my mind.”
“I figured there was a reason you called me to go out last minute. What’s up? And please don’t tell me it’s more woman troubles, because you already know my stance on that.”
“Then you’ll enjoy what I have to say,” I said.
“A whiskey sour and a beer with a shot of tequila. Can I get you guys anything else?” the waitress asked.
“That depends on what my friend here’s about to say. I’ll let you know in a second, sweetheart,” Hunter said.
“Then I’ll be around!”
Hunter turned his eyes back to me with a grin on his face. He knew what I was about to tell him, and he was about to rejoice and get the party started. But I sure as hell wasn’t feeling up for a party. I just wanted to go home and lie down.
“Spill,” he said.
“I had lunch with Ava today, and she essentially told me that she agrees with you,” I said.
“You’ll have to be a little more specific than that. I dole out a lot of wisdom for free when it comes to you.”
“She overheard you talking with me at the bar that night, and she agrees that she’s nothing but a rebound and that I need to be single.”
“Hey, sweetheart! A celebratory round of tequila shots over here, please!” Hunter exclaimed.
I gritted my teeth and shook my head as he laughed and fell back in his seat.
“Come on, Logan, what did you really expect? You have to take some time to embrace being single. Sure, it’s nice to get over one woman by getting under another, but to fall for her? All you were doing was setting yourself up for trouble, man.”
“Ava isn’t trouble.”
“Well, she sure as hell is smart. I, for one, am glad she’s got some sense. You need to take some time to be single after the bullshit blow Camilla dealt you. Now, I’ve had my eye on a couple girls in the corner since I slid in and watched you daydream your life away. I’m going to go get them, order us all some drinks, and we’re going to show you how great being single really is.”
I shook my head as Hunter slid out of the booth. I didn’t want to be single. But if Ava really felt that strongly about it, then maybe it was something I needed to do. I trusted her. I trusted her opinion on things. And I could tell how much telling me all those things had hurt her. She wouldn’t say something she didn’t mean, especially if it hurt her like that.
Right?
“All right, ladies, this is my friend Logan Foster. He’s a big-time lawyer in Manhattan. Owns his own business and everything,” Hunter said.
“Hi there. I’m Betty.”
“And I’m Terice.”
“It’s nice to meet you both,” I said.
I shook their hands before Terice slid into the booth alongside me, and it already felt wrong. Hunter had his arm wrapped around the waist of the girl with the crimson lips while Terice smiled up at me as if she was waiting for me to pull her into my lap and fuck her right there on the seat. I didn’t like anything about this, the atmosphere, the willingness of the women to do nothing but have drinks and get fucked. Hunter and Betty didn’t have a five-minute conversation before they were exploring each other with their tongues.
And soon, Terice’s hand was on my thigh.
“So, you’re a lawyer,” she said.
“I am, yes.”
“And you own your own business?”
“I do.”
“You must really work hard then,” she said.
She went from stroking my thigh to squeezing it, like she was trying to massage my cock to life.
“What do you do for work?” I asked.
“Oh, a little bit of this and that. I don’t really know what I want to do with my life yet.”
“Do you have any dreams or aspirations?”
“I don’t really have to think about that now. Not until I hit my junior year anyway.”
I choked on my drink before I quickly set my glass down.
“Junior year of college?” I asked hoarsely.
“You got it, Daddy,” she said.
She slid into my lap, and I knew immediately that I couldn’t do this. She tried to kiss me, cupping my cheeks and grinding into my pelvis, but nothing about this situation felt remotely right to me. I gripped the woman’s hips and slid her off, then inched my way toward the edge of the booth and stepped down. I flagged down the waitress and asked her to get the girls a drink of water. Then I threw some money down on the table and sighed.
