Series: The Laws of Opposite Attract Series by Vi Keeland
Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 98878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 396(@250wpm)___ 330(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 396(@250wpm)___ 330(@300wpm)
I dug deep and sucked it up over a glass of wine, and then I did my best at getting to know both of the guys during dinner.
But I was still pissed that Wells had caught me off guard. So when my BFF got up to visit the bathroom, I excused myself as well and waited for him outside the men’s room. The moment he came out, I crossed my arms. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
“Trying to help you get some, what any caring friend would do.”
“You could’ve given me a little warning. I had no idea this was a blind date tonight.”
“A warning? Why? So you could’ve made up an excuse to not come? That’s exactly what you would’ve done, Alex. You know it.”
I looked over my shoulder and back at him. “You’re right. Because I have no interest in dating right now. I’ve already told you that.”
“Do I have to remind you that it’s been ages since you’ve gotten laid?”
Not exactly. Flashes of the rough sex I’d had with Brayden ran through my mind. My body tingled. Jesus. My face suddenly felt flushed.
Wells’s eyes widened. “You little wench.”
I cleared my throat. “What?” God, apparently, I had no ability to hold this in any longer.
“You had sex…”
It was one thing to keep it a secret. It was another to lie to his face. I couldn’t do it. “Maybe.” I bit my bottom lip.
“It’s a yes or no answer, Alex.”
I sighed. “It hasn’t been ages, okay? So I’m…not in need of any help.”
“I don’t care if Winston thinks I’m screwing that hot waiter in the bathroom. I’m not returning to the table until you tell me what happened.”
“Brayden and I slept together the last time we were upstate,” I confessed. “There. You have it.”
“Holy shit.” He put his hands on my shoulders and shook me. “You’ve been keeping this from me for three fucking months?”
“I didn’t realize I was obligated to tell you every last detail about my life.”
“Woman, I know more about you than you do.” He scratched his chin. “But if you were keeping this a secret, there’s a reason. You wouldn’t normally hide something this monumental from me.”
“I didn’t want you to tell me I was making a mistake,” I admitted.
“You didn’t want me to tell you what you already know. Because me telling you that wouldn’t bother you if it wasn’t the truth.”
My neck felt hot. “Can we not discuss this here?”
“Fine. We have to get back to the table. I just want to say one last thing.”
“What?”
“If you’re going to be stupid about Brayden and throw away something that means a lot to you, at the very least, please entertain the idea of Winston’s perfectly handsome, successful, eligible brother.”
“There’s nothing wrong with Everett. It’s just that…” My words trailed off.
He smirked. “He’s not Brayden. That’s what you wanted to say, right?”
I sighed. “What do you want from me?”
“I want you to be honest with yourself. It doesn’t matter what you’re telling me. But when you’re lying to yourself, Alex, that’s a huge problem. That will always come back to bite you in the ass. What if you wake up in two years and realize you made a mistake, but then it’s too late? A guy like Brayden isn’t gonna stay on the market for very long—I’ll tell you that. And no offense, but you’re not getting any younger.”
I rolled my eyes. “Thanks for that, Captain Obvious.”
“You can always count on me for the truth, babe.”
“I can always count on you to screw with me, too, which is what you did by tricking me into this date!”
“Everything I do, I do because I love you.” He smiled. “You know that, right?”
I sighed. “I do know that.”
He put his hand on my shoulder. “Try to have some fun tonight, okay?”
I shrugged. “I’ll see if I can find it in me.”
He wriggled his brows. “There was a major thing in you I apparently didn’t know about.”
Laughing, I smacked him.
“Was it as good as I imagine?” he asked.
“Far, far better.”
“Damn.” He exhaled, putting his arm around me as we walked. “One can dream…”
After we returned to the table, I forced myself to engage in conversation with Everett and try to think about something besides Brayden.
Before we left the restaurant, Everett and I exchanged numbers. It turned out he was quite nice. He owned a furniture store and was divorced with two children. Everett also indicated he was done having kids. That was another plus in his column. I didn’t want to get involved with anyone who wanted children. Like Brayden.
My heart clenched. There I was thinking about him again.
CHAPTER 20
Brayden
I really didn’t feel like being here tonight, not even when a superhot blonde sidled up to me at the bar.
“Hi. I’m sorry to bother you,” she said. “I need to ask a big favor.”