Pushing the Boundaries (Picking up the Pieces #3) Read Online Free PDF Page B

pregnant and Trevor is a walking disaster. No way in Hell he’s living in my house. Sorry to say it, babe, but you’re stuck with him. Might as well live in marital bliss,” she added with a smirk. “After all, you are married to the guy.”
    “Ugh! That’s another thing. He’s got it in his head that we should stay married. He’s quick to knock it down any time I bring up getting an annulment. He thinks because we’re such good friends and know each other so well that it’s a recipe for the perfect marriage. He’s insane,” I said, dropping my head into my hands. When no one jumped to agree, I looked up through my lashes and took in the contemplative expressions on all of their faces.
    Mickey was the first to break the silence. “You so sure he’s wrong, honey?”
    “What?”
    “Just hear me out. I know you’ve all known him longer than I have, but I gotta tell you, since he hired me at Ink Addictz, it’s been all Lizzy all the time. The dude talks about you nonstop. That has to mean something, right?”
    Mickey was Stacia’s cousin. She moved to Cloverleaf months ago after dumping her last douchebag of a boyfriend. She had tattooed at random shops in Texas for years, and when she got here, Trevor never once blinked at our suggestion that he hire her at his shop. Between the two of them, Ink Addictz was swamped. I’d never seen such beautiful work in my life. Trevor and Mickey had some serious talent.
    She might have worked close with him for a while now, but Mickey wasn’t here when Trevor first got to town. She didn’t witness the man trip and fall into every available vagina that crossed his path. And believe me, there were tons of available vaginas for Trevor Devareau to trip and fall into. The guy was sex on two legs!
    “This is Trevor we’re talking about, Mick. The man doesn’t know the meaning of the word ‘relationship’. Trust me, if he talks about me, it’s only because we’re friends.”
    “I don’t know,” Emmy piped up. “I think she may have a point. Do you not see how the man looks at you, Lizzy?”
    “What do you mean?” I asked, refusing to fall into the same mind frame as my friends. I didn’t know what was in the water, but obviously it was making everyone’s judgment questionable.
    “The dude follows you around like a puppy,” Savannah chimed in, in her oh-so-eloquent way. “He looks at you like you’re a goddamn steak. Dude’s got it bad, babe. How do you not see that?”
    “No,” I shake my head vehemently. “He wants to have sex with me. There’s a difference. He doesn’t want a relationship; he just wants to fuck. And the only reason he looks at me like anything is because I won’t put out. It’s all about the challenge for him. Come on, y’all know this. You’ve seen it!”
    Savannah lifted her shoulder and gave a casual shrug. “If I think about it, I haven’t actually seen him with another woman in a while now. Well, with the exception of you, of course.” A knowing smile spread across her lips and I wanted to smack it off.
    “No. I’m telling you, he just wants in my pants. You’re just all blissfully happy because you’re married now. It’s actually pretty disturbing to have to witness. Like a Praying Mantis eating the male after sex. Unnatural,” I added with a smirk in her direction. She flipped me off and went back to eating her pie.
    “Sex is all the man thinks about. I’m pretty sure that if I just screwed the guy he’d be happy to give me an annulment after he got what he wanted.”
    Why did that thought make my stomach ache like someone just sucker-punched me? Good lord, I was a mess.
    “Well then, why not just do that?” Emmy asked.
    “Do what?”
    “Just put out. Fuck the guy and get your annulment if you’re so dead-set on that.”
    Huh, that was actually something to consider. But could I really go through with it?
    The better question was, if I did, would I be able to handle the consequences after? I wasn’t so