บททั้งหมดของ Accidentally In Love With You: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

“I fell in love with her,” Finn said again, dropping his head back to look at the ceiling. “But I didn’t get a chance to explain any of that to her because someone else outed me before I got the chance.” “Do you mean me?” Brian asked. Finn shook his head. “No. Daniel Marks. You know how I said there was another site out there stealing my stuff? Daniel Marks is the guy behind Man About Town. He was with Peyton tonight. He was the one who did this,” Finn said as he touched his cheek and winced. “He was the one who told Peyton about my blog and outed me.” “Daniel Marks?” Brian asked, one eyebrow raised. “Daniel Marks,” Finn confirmed. “His site was killing me until I started writing about how to make a woman fall in love with you. I had no idea so many men wanted that. I managed to win my subscribers back and gain more just by writing about our dates. I wasn’t trying to embarrass or hurt Peyton. I didn’t even reference her specifically. Many of my readers assumed who

“You here, Frankie?” Finn called as he let himself into his uncle’s apartment. He heard a grunt coming from the direction of Frankie’s den and headed that way. There was music playing, but not the Dean Martin or Sammy Davis Junior that Finn would have expected to hear. It sounded more like a funeral dirge and probably was if Finn knew his uncle at all. It didn't bode well for what he would find when he reached the den. Finn stood on the threshold and looked into the dark room. The smell of stale cigars and unwashed body filled his nose and he held back a sigh. It had been a couple of days since he'd come by to see Frankie and he should have realised something was wrong when he hadn't heard from him. Frankie lived life large and when he was flying high, he was always bugging Finn to go to some party or club or other. But when Frankie hit a rough patch, he hid away like an old hermit. Finn had been so preoccupied with his own life that he hadn't even realized his uncle had been inco

In Like FinnI Was WrongThe most feared words by any red-blooded male. Admitting you are wrong is one of the hardest things we will ever have to do. But I’m here to tell you that I was wrong. I was wrong about everything.When I started this blog series it was with no small amount of hesitation. I didn’t believe in love. I didn’t believe that you could meet someone and have such a connection with them that being without that person felt unnatural.I didn’t believe in soul mates or forever love.I went into this whole thing with a good dose of skepticism. I wanted to prove everybody wrong. I wanted to show you, dear reader, that it just was not possible to pick someone out of a crowd and make them fall in love with you.I still believe that. It doesn’t matter what you do, you can’t make anyone love you. I still believe that hormones and body chemistry play a big part in finding your mate and connecting with someone. What I wasn’t prepared for was to fall in love with myself.Yes. You

There was another knock at the door and Peyton sighed as she went to open it. “Sign here,” a delivery man said as he shoved an electronic do-hickey at her. She scribbled her name with the electronic pen and took the large flat box from the man. She took it into the bedroom and opened it. Inside were layers of tissue paper and a card on top. From Dale, of course. Wear this tonight. I picked it for you. “Oh hell no,” Peyton said as she unwrapped the tissue paper to find a silky red dress complete with sheer red underwear and a pair of red stilettos. “Damn that man has good taste,” Mia said. “I’m not wearing this,” Peyton said. “How dare he even…” She couldn’t finish the sentence she was so mad. How many times had he done this to her? She had always thought it sweet but now she saw it for what it was - a power play. “Hand me the damn skirt and blouse,” she said to Mia. “Let’s go with an unsexy business associate.”Dale stood when Peyton approached his t

“She said she had to see him face-to-face to make him back off,” Mia said. “I couldn’t get her to even read the blog post so how do we know that she has seen the video?” God. He was such an idiot! Why had he left this all to chance? He should have just gone to her apartment and begged her to let him in so he could explain himself and tell her how he felt. Now his whole extravagant grand gesture would be for nothing. It had seemed like an ideal way to profess his love for her. This whole thing had started because of a video where she had humiliated herself. He thought it only fair that he humiliated himself as a way of showing her that she meant more to him than his reputation or his stupid blog. But by the look of things, it was going to be an entirely empty gesture and she probably wouldn’t even know about it until after the fact. Probably not until she woke up the next morning and his humiliation would be made complete by a special spot on Wake Up, Australia. He could just