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which I still haven’t gotten over. It’s modern, yet so simple with sharp lines and intricate details. This place is what any twenty-something-year-old dreams of living in.
    “Sure thing. A Sunday nap sounds great right about now. Help yourself to anything around the place, okay?”
    “Will do,” I say as I walk into her guest room and close the door behind me. The neutral tones of the room seem to soothe me of my racing thoughts as I plop down on the bed and pull out my phone, eyeing a text message from Lawson: Hadley, where the fuck did you go? That threat was meant to scare you enough to come back to bed with me, not to run you off like a fucking lost puppy.
    I contemplate my response, typing out a few variations of fuck you before I settle on one: Mr. Stafford, I appreciate the generosity of your bed invite. However, nothing on that naked body of yours interests me in the slightest.
    Lies. Lawson’s cock is striking; he just needs to learn how to use it properly. And by that, I mean he needs to learn how to pleasure a woman with it, rather than just get himself off.
    You’ll be begging me for it before you know it. You can’t experience anything without me. You need me, Hadley.
    Cocky bastard. I toss my phone to the other side of the bed before I roll over to face the large framed windows, taking in the azure-colored sky. The physical and mental exhaustion of the events of the last twenty-four hours has started to consume me one ounce at a time. Lo will just have to bear with me while I plaster on a fake smile. Fatigue takes over my body as I allow myself to sink deeper into the mattress, making me realize just how tired I am. Hell, my tired is tired.
    I close my eyes, convincing myself that my life would go to shit if I weren’t already ruined.

    When I wake up, I’m veiled in darkness with the only glow of lights coming from below. I stretch out my body along the side of the bed, realizing that I did not move once while I slept.
    There’s a light rap on the door, and I gather that it’s probably what woke me up.
    “Hadley? I’m going down the hall to a friend’s place for dinner. He wanted to know if you would like to join us.”
    I sit up and smooth my hair down before wiping underneath my eyelids. “Sure, come on in,” I call out to her.
    The door opens silently, spilling the hallway light into the room. “Oh hey, I didn’t think that you would still be asleep. I’m sorry.”
    “I wasn’t,” I say quietly as I swing my legs off the side of the bed. The feeling that washes over me has somehow found a crack in my emotions and has filled me with . . . what? Disappointment? I squash that thought just as fast as it entered my system and stand up, stretching my arms above my head. “Okay, maybe I was, but I’m starving. What’s for dinner? Come?”
    Lo drops her head to the side and gives me her best what the fuck look before rolling her eyes and crossing her arms over her chest—something she’s always done since she was a teenager. She does it to protect her heart, and it seems to have worked, seeing that I’m the soulless, cold-hearted bitch while she’s living a life of bliss.
    “If you’re going to come with, you need to swear to me that you won’t ruin this for me. Owen and I have been talking since the day I moved in, and I think it might actually develop into something.”
    “Owen, huh? Fine. He’s off-limits, but if any of your other neighbors show me their dicks, I’m not holding my tongue.”
    “You’re such a whore.”
    “You love me.”
    “True, but don’t push it.” She laughs and crosses the room to one of my suitcases. “Wear something comfy and cute. I think his brother might be there.”
    “Oh? And what is said brother’s dick size?”
    “You’re seriously asking me what the size of his penis is instead of his name? You’re unbelievable, you know that?”
    “Yup, I’m well aware.”
    She hands me my nude scoop-collar sleeveless, and see-through,