Lacey’s POV “You really can’t be running away like that, you know,” I chastised Tiff as I unlocked the apartment. We stepped inside. “Where was Selena?” “She got busy!” Tiff protested, undoing the Velcro of her shoes. “I got bored. So I left.” I sighed. “You really can’t do that–”
Nicholas’s POV She looked up at me with wide, shining eyes as I posed the question. “Something wrong with this kind of perfume?” “It’s just not something I’d expect,” I replied carefully, scrutinizing the handmade bottle. “Do you prefer it because it’s cheaper?” Lacey shook her head.
Nicholas’s POV Once they were gone, there wasn’t much to do in the apartment but work. I resented it–I’d grown almost accustomed to having them around. I spent the rest of my evening going over contracts and networking. The work was never-ending, after all. Such was the life I led. Just as I wa
Lacey’s POV The door was already halfway open when Tiff and I got to Selena’s place. I frowned, stepping inside cautiously. Selena had sounded incredibly distressed when she’d called me, which was unlike her. She was an incredibly strong-willed woman. It wasn’t like her to let anything ge
Selena smiled weakly. “Right.” “Do you have any money left over from this guy? You should see if you can try and use it to flirt with other handsome guys. There’s no shortage of good-looking men in the world. And most of them aren’t rich jackasses.” Selena laughed. “Of course. You have no
Nicholas’s POV When I saw the concerned expression on Lacey’s face, I was surprised by the mix of emotions that hit me. It must’ve been the seriousness of my expression that made her think something was up. On the one hand, Damien’s words had definitely given me a lot to think about. Drunk
I blinked, stunned. “Yeah, of–of course.” “So when are you leaving?” Lacey asked. I glanced down at my watch. It was just past 10:00PM, and I didn’t know when Olivia’s flight would get in. The last thing I wanted was for her to track down my current address–she certainly had her methods a
Nicholas’s POV“What on earth are you doing?” I rushed towards Olivia before I could take the time to think through my actions, grabbing her wrist even though she’d already thrown the vase. She gasped as my fingers wrapped around her skin, collapsing against me and crying. Her raven-black hair