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She shrugs. “I’m not taking that chance.”
“You know what doesn’t help your case?” I say. “Opening a hotel door with your tits on display.”
“You used to love them.”
I push past her into the room.
You Haven’t Found The Right Girl
“Hunter?” I call out. “Buddy, where are you?”
“Shower,” comes the muffled reply from the bathroom. “Be with you in a minute.”
I drop into one of the velvet chairs, watching Delilah tie her robe closed,
She glides across the room and pours herself a drink like nothing happened. Like she didn’t just offer me a bribe in the form of tits and a thinly veiled threat. The woman’s a walking contradiction.
I’ll admit-I used to find it fascinating. The duality. The dangerous game of never knowing what version of Delilah you were going to get.
Now?
Now it just makes me sick.
“Care for a drink?” she asks.
“No, thanks. I’ll just sit here and wait for Hunter.”
I can hear him whistling in the bathroom. He must be done.
Delilah panics. “Come on, Knox,” she whispers. “Don’t tell him.”
“You think I came here for you? Get over yourself.”
“I want things to work out with Hunter.”
Of course she does.
Because he’s rich. Gullible. Easy to mold.
“Then maybe don’t kiss someone else two days before your wedding.”
The bathroom door opens, and Hunter walks in, towel slung low on his hips, still whistling.
“Knox!” he grins. “My best man. You look as annoying as ever.”
“Hunter,” I say. “So great to see you too.”
Delilah walks over to him and slips her arms around him. “Hey, baby,” she purrs, planting a long kiss on his mouth.
Yeah. Because that’s gonna fix anything.
She whispers something loud enough for me to hear. “Send your friend away so we can have a nice evening together.”
“Soon, love,” Hunter says, smacking her ass. “Be there in a bit.”
She leaves. Finally.
“Love is sweet, I tell you,” he laughs, grabbing a bottle of whiskey from the bar. “You should get hooked.”
“I’m very comfortable with my singleness.”
“You just haven’t found the right girl.”
I don’t reply.
He pours himself a drink, then raises an eyebrow. “Care for one?”
I stare at him.
“Are you certain this is what you want, Hunter?”
He freezes. “If you mean the marriage, then yes. Delilah makes me happy.”
“You know she doesn’t love you, right?”
He hesitates. Then he sits on one of the couches.
“Hunter…” Delilah’s voice sings from behind the sliding doors. “I’m still naked.”
“Just a minute, babe,” he shouts back. Then he addresses me in a lower voice. “I’m not a fool, Knox.”
“I know,” I say.
He’s not.
He’s just in love.
He’s a very successful investment banker, so calling him a fool would be a stretch. But even some of the smartest men in history have lost everything because of a woman who knew how to smile just right.
I sigh.
I told myself I wasn’t going to interfere.
But maybe Sloane was right.
I am a terrible friend if I don’t try.
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One way or another, that weddingy isn’t happeninry
How about we go to a strip club?” I ack
Hunter frowns. “My bachelor party isn’t until tomorrow”
“Every day before your wedding is a bachelor party
He laughs. “Alright. Can I bring try girlfriendr
“Hell no
All About Finn
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~~SLOANE~~
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“All we have to do is go to the wedding, give Delilah enough time to think she’s happy, and then destroy it,” Finn says. ” Simple as that.”
I and Finn are in one of his parents’ guest rooms-one Finn announced as my room. I’m sitting on the edge of a plush, overstuffed bed with way too many pillows, while Finn paces in circles.
I just watch him.
It’s not even the pacing that annoys me. It’s the delusion.
“Have you thought about how she’d hate you afterward?” I ask, folding my hands in my lap to keep them from fidgeting. “Hate? That’s a strong word,” he scoffs. “Delilah can’t hate me. She’ll be angry at me for a couple of days, and then we’ll be back together.”
God.
The worst part?
He’s probably right.
Of course she won’t hate him. She’ll scream and cry and maybe toss a vase, but she’ll let him back in. She always does. It’s like a sick game of emotional fetch-he throws himself at her, she walks away, then whistles, and back he goes.
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