Total pages in book: 168
Estimated words: 153571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 768(@200wpm)___ 614(@250wpm)___ 512(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 153571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 768(@200wpm)___ 614(@250wpm)___ 512(@300wpm)
I thought I was, too…right up until my asshole of an ex shattered that illusion. If I never see Damien Wentworth again, it'll be too soon.
"Hey," I whisper, dashing away the tears pooling in my eyes as my voice quivers. I hate that I'm crying.
"What did he do?" Tahani asks, dropping her purse beside the door and hurrying across the living room toward me. She drops down onto the couch beside me and puts an arm around my shoulders.
I rest my head against hers and sigh. "I stopped by his place this morning to drop off my stuff before work and found him and Lizette in bed together.”
"Lizette? You mean your boss, Lizette?"
"Yep. She fired me."
"You're kidding me."
"Nope." I squeeze my eyes closed, trying to force out the image of my boyfriend's bare ass as he thrust into Lizette Hicks, his gray sheets twisted around them. I snort my disgust. "I guess they've been sleeping together for a couple of months now."
Ever since I introduced them to one another at a cheesy Valentine's Day party, I thought they'd like each other. It never crossed my mind that they'd jump into bed together, and it certainly never crossed my mind that I’d catch them just weeks after he convinced me to move in until I found my own place.
I guess they were having one last hurrah before I ruined their fun. They were both shocked when they saw me standing in the doorway. Damien actually had the nerve to say I was early.
I solved the problem by tossing his stupid key at his head and walking out. He tried to chase me, begging me not to leave him, so Lizette fired me. As if I asked him to tell me he'd end things with her immediately. As if I’ll ever look at him the same. She can have him. Which is precisely what I told him.
"I'm going to kill him," Tahani seethes, practically growling the words as she squeezes me tighter. "I'll rip his fucking balls off and feed them to him."
A choked laugh erupts from my lips at her threat. At five foot three and a hundred and ten pounds, with long brunette hair and the face of an angel, Tahani's not even remotely close to scary. But if anyone would rip Damien's balls off for me, she would. She's my best friend. She has been since we roomed together our freshman year at Berkeley.
He's not even worth the effort, though. He's not worth the six months I wasted with him, either. God, why did I ever let him wear me down and convince me to give him a chance?
"He's been calling me all day," I mumble when my cell begins to vibrate across the top of the coffee table. I haven't answered. Everything that needs to be said between us has been. I feel like an idiot, though. How did I not know he was sleeping with my boss? How did I miss something so big?
He told me he was okay with waiting to sleep together until I was ready, and I believed him.
I should have known better.
Thank God it never felt right with him. This would probably feel so much worse if I had given him my virginity.
Tahani reaches out and snatches my phone from the table before glancing at the screen and swiping to answer. She puts it on speaker so I can hear.
"What do you want?" she snaps.
I cringe when Damien's voice sounds on the other end. He sounds like a petulant, whiny child. "I just want to talk to her, Tahani."
"No."
"Is she okay?"
"What do you think?" she growls at him.
His heavy sigh echoes down the line.
"Are you fucking kidding me, Damien? You ask her to move in with you, and on the very day of the move, you're fucking her boss in your bed? What in the hell is wrong with you?"
"I screwed up," he says.
"You think?" Tahani rolls her eyes, her full lips set in a grim line.
"I don't know what I was thinking. You know I love her, Tahani."
"Bullshit."
"Can I please come over and talk to her?"
"Hell no."
"Please?"
"She doesn't want to talk to you."
"Ever again," I mutter.
"Ever again," she repeats to him before wrapping her slender arm around me again.
"She can't avoid me forever."
"Watch her," Tahani snaps and then hangs up on him. She huffs, dropping my phone onto the couch beside her. "What an asshole."
"Yeah." I sigh, mentally and emotionally drained.
"And Lizette can go straight to hell, too. I cannot believe the two of them!"
Yeah, me neither. And I really can't believe she fired me on the spot. My job wasn't glamorous by any means, and Lizette could be a total nightmare, but working as her personal assistant was a foot in the door to the publishing industry. She's one of the best acquisition editors in this part of the state. Now, I have to start from the bottom all over again.