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Book 3: chapter 12
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LilyI never liked sleepovers. Why would any grown adult be excited about the prospect of being sandwiched in the same apartment with four other ladies, three of whom you’ve not seen in quite a long while, and you’ve always had a strained relationship with?Well apparently, Christie doesn’t share any of my concerns. She’s sitting on her bed in only her pajama pants, with a huge grin that says she’s got all the fun to herself. Back in the university days, there were five of us: Myself, Christie, Tanya, Annabelle and Jessica. We were as tight as a little sisterhood could be. But slowly as with all good relationships, time wore it away and we drifted apart with me and Christie sticking together, and the rest of the crew drifting off into one direction or another.It didn’t help that I never did like Jessica or the rest of the girls besides Christie, but I did manage to fake it pretty well until we graduated. I had always felt Jessica was more loyal to her hormones than our friendship and
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“The night I caught you making out with my ex-boyfriend at his apartment. Do you regret it?” I repeat, staring at Jess as though daring her to deny it. The room falls silent, save for Christie's soft giggles which I ignore. There is a slight shift in the atmosphere. I notice that Tanya and Annabelle tense up.“I do. I swear I do.” She mumbles, her face morphing into her best genuine expression. If I wasn’t so pissed at her and everyone else, I might actually believe her. But I know better than to trust anyone right now. Especially her. And especially when she’s got a fake look plastered all over her beautiful face.“But you two still had sex after that night. Didn’t you?”There is an awkward moment where everyone just stares at each other until Christie finally breaks it. “Lily—”“Christie please. Don’t butt in.” I cut her off, shaking my head in disbelief.“You’ve had your question. She’s not obliged to answer you anymore.” Annabelle states, her voice laced with annoyance.My eyes st
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CoraStaring at the Colorado Mountains from my hotel room, I realize this corporate retreat is less of a “bonding experience” and more “bored to tears.”Add in Griffin Blake, my boss and personal sunshine, and I’m officially on vacation from hell.When I became the personal assistant for the biggest asshole I’ve ever met, I didn’t think my job duties would mean being forced to go on a trip like this.Although, I didn’t have many options when it came to getting a job.Griffin was my solution, and I’ve been doing my best to avoid him whenever I can.Which is why I’m currently locked in my hotel room instead of at the pool with the lawyers.I let out a dramatic groan, eyes locked on the computer screen as if my stare might magically erase the mountain of debt staring back at me.It’s like my bank account is mocking me, whispering, “You really thought Victor was a catch, huh?”It’s going to take a couple of years just to dig myself out of the hole he put me in—even longer if I do anything
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GriffinFire her. The thought had never fully crossed my mind. I was going to threaten it tonight just to get a rise out of Cora, but she beat me to it.As she stands in front of me with a defiant tilt to her chin, I want to fire her just to prove a point.Cora tosses her raven hair over her shoulder, blue eyes narrowed. Even the freckles across her cheeks seem to blaze with life as she takes a step closer to me.She pokes a finger into my chest. “If you want me to leave your company, just fire me.”I grab her finger and pull her closer, heat radiating between us. “And what if I did fire you right now?”She smirks and snatches her hand back, though she doesn’t bother to move away. “I'd probably be better for it.”“If I got rid of you, I could hire someone capable of doing their job—maybe someone who actually liked me and the work.”Cora takes another step closer, and all I can focus on is the way her body is nearly pressed against mine. “Fire me or don’t, but I’m here to have a good t
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The wary look in her eyes drives a knife into my gut.I wasn’t horrible to Cora when we were younger, but I wasn’t pleasant either. She was an annoyance back then, and I made sure she knew it.Cora rolls her eyes and brushes past me, heading for the door. “I’m civil to you at work. That’s good enough.”A whiff of her sweet vanilla scent envelops me as she turns around. I watch her skimpy black dress hug every curve, accentuating all the right places as she stomps away.She strides out of the bar on long legs that I’m already picturing wrapped around my waist as I pin her against a wall.It’s almost a primal urge to claim her, to make her mine.Would she taste like tequila or whiskey?I quickly follow her out of the bar.Cora leans against the brick wall, the cold breeze not bothering her in the slightest. “Why did you follow me out here?”“I’m not done talking to you yet.” I move closer to her, still drawn in by the curve of her full lips. Her lemon and vanilla perfume wraps around me
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“And what is that supposed to mean?” I keep my tone light and teasing, wanting her to relax around me. I don’t want the tension between us to continue.I want to get to know the woman I've written off for many years—the same woman who’s been charming her way around my office.She seems to draw me in without really meaning to. I hate to admit that I’ve started to think her smile is addictive, and the scent of sweet lemons and vanilla haunts me when I go home.What the hell is she doing to me?Whatever it is, I don’t know if I want it to end.Cora shrugs and makes her way to the bar. “You’re a lawyer—and a CEO. You've taken over Blake & Associates from your father and spend your days preparing for cases, reading contracts, or going to court. You have to show off for every other corporate lawyer in Maine because that’s how the industry works. A little hole in the wall like this doesn’t scream I’m a lawyer with status.”“Sometimes I prefer to be alone and have time to myself without worry
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CoraWhoever took a jackhammer to my head is going to die. It feels like a thousand tiny people with pickaxes in my head.They keep digging away at the edges of my brain as I bury myself beneath the warm blankets.The last thing I want to do is get out of bed right now. The mattress is soft, and the scent of a spicy cologne lingers on the sheets.Yawning, I roll over and pull the blanket away from my face.Though staying in bed all day sounds like a good idea, I’m not twenty-one anymore. I can’t spend the day rotting and nursing a hangover.With a groan, I open my eyes and immediately shut them again. The bright light streaming through the open windows is too much to handle right now.It threatens to burn my retinas, and the bright rays only make the tiny people with pickaxes angrier.“Somebody just kill me.” I groan and squeeze my eyes shut tighter, but it does nothing to dull the pounding. “That is the last night I’m drinking. Never going to happen again.”My stomach churns as I dig
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I have no business waking up in Griffin’s bed.In fact, I had no business dancing with Griffin last night, kissing him, or whatever we did for the rest of the night that I can’t remember.With trembling hands, I instinctively reach down to check for my underwear. The fabric, still snug and intact, brings a flood of relief washing over me.A sigh escapes my lips, and I feel a weight lift from my chest. Last night’s events have blurred, but this simple confirmation brings clarity and reassurance.That is the last time I ever go out drinking.But I did make out with my boss on the dance floor in a bar.I’m not better than Victor was. He cheated on me with someone at work, risking his job for a fling.And now, here I am doing the same thing.I groan and quietly head into the ensuite bathroom, splashing cold water on my face. This must be some bad nightmare that I will wake up from soon.Except, it isn’t.In the mirror is a woman I don’t recognize. Her cheeks are flushed, and her eyes are
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Dean shakes his head sadly. “It’s okay.” He says softly, before picking up his cutlery. “Let’s eat shall we?”Mom scoffs and rolls her eyes, but she also picks up her own fork. “Of course. You two haven’t touched your meal. It’s getting cold!”We start eating, the silence tense, but it’s short lived. After a few minutes of uncomfortable silence, my mom breaks it. She clears her throat, her voice a tad shaky. “So what does Christie do?”“She owns a boutique. Unlike some of us, she doesn’t have the luxury of a trust fund so she can’t sleep around and waste her time on random men.” I respond, offering her my best impression of a warm smile. I can tell I hit a nerve with that one. I can see Dean looking at me from the corner of his eye. He slides a hand over mine, rubbing circles at the back of my palm and I give him a reassuring smile in response.“Wow. Impressive. Good to know that she’s doing well. Unlike some people.”Her tone is almost mocking, and my gut clenches uncomfortably. I ca
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His tongue swipes over my nipple again, causing goosebumps to run across my arms and legs. My nails dig into the sheets beneath me as he continues to lick and suck my breasts, his slow pace driving me wild with ecstasy. I whimper softly, unable to contain the pleasurable sensations coursing through me. I want to touch him so bad, and I do. Fumbling with the buttons on his shirt, I pull it apart and push my hands underneath the cotton to caress his strong, lean chest. My fingers continue to explore every arch, every dip and curve. The warmth of his body ignites me and I gasp when his hands cup my butt.He pushes me deeper into the mattress gently, settling on top of me and hovering above me. He smirks as he sees the flush coloring my cheeks. Our gazes meet again and the hungry heat within him fills the air around us. His fingertips inch their way up my thighs and I almost sob at the feeling.“How can I please you?” I whisper, wanting nothing more but to make him feel as good as I feel.
