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368 pages, Paperback
First published February 1, 2022
“She’s a person, you know.”
“No, she’s a clone.”
“You gonna come again?” he whispers in my ear.
“Maybe.”
“Try.”
“Out with it,” she orders.
“With what?”
Even as I stonewall her, I wonder if this is the moment I should come clean. Admit I had less than honorable intentions at first, but that things changed after we met.
She’d understand. Maybe even get a kick out of it. We’d have a good laugh and it’d become a funny story we tell at parties.
“Hey, it’s fine. I’m fine. They needed help so I offered to come over. It was my decision.”
“I don’t give a shit whose dumbass idea it was. You shoulda known better,” he tells me with a condescending tone, not unlike the one I heard from Preston when I showed him the hotel.
“Oh my God, I did not almost get struck by lightning. You’re being ridiculous right now.” Indignant, I plant my hands on my hips, forgetting about the blanket wrapped around me.
It falls to the wet carpet, leaving me in nothing but a black sports bra and neon-pink bikini panties.
“How many different ways do I have to say it?” he shouts at me. “I don’t want your goddamn money. Do you even grasp how infantilizing it is to have your girlfriend constantly following you around with her purse open?”
"I’m not supposed to sleep with her unless she initiates, but if the chemistry sizzling between us is any indication, I suspect she won’t stop with a kiss. It’ll be a kiss that leads to the bed that leads to getting balls deep inside her. She’ll dump Kincaid faster than you can say game over. I win. Mission accomplished."
“I kissed someone. A guy.”
He waits, watching me, as if I might say more.
Is that all?” Preston prompts.
“No. I mean, yeah. We only kissed, if that’s what you mean.” I bite my lip. Hard. “But I cheated on you.”
Babe,” he says, squeezing my hand. He smiles, almost amused. “I’m not mad.”
I blink. “You’re not?”
“Of course not. So you had too much to drink and kissed a townie. Welcome to your freshman year of college. Guess you learned a lesson about handling your liquor.”
"And that’s when I realize, as I feel the color drain from my face and guilt twist up my insides, that maybe I was the asshole."
I was half asleep until I met him.