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This bullshit is over.
I lift the sandwich to my mouth and take a bite. I give it a few chews and look at Silas. “Tell me about the proposal. I want every detail because I know you’re going to fuck it up, and Daddy Posey is going to have to clean up your mess for you. So before that happens, let’s make a plan.”
“Don’t refer to yourself as Daddy Posey,” Silas deadpans.
“Don’t make me, then,” I say with a snarky bite of my sandwich, causing Pacey to laugh.
“And he’s back . . .”
Chapter Fourteen
WYLIE
Levi:Be dressed and ready by eight tonight. You’re my wingman tonight.
“That’s what he wrote to you?” Sandie asks as she stares down at Levi’s text message from this morning.
“Yes, what does that even mean?”
I’m perched on my bed, curlers in my hair, makeup done, and wearing nothing but a robe because I have no idea what to dress myself in as his wingman.
After Sandie got off work, she thankfully rushed over to my place, where I gave her the entire rundown of the past few days. We shared a large salad and some breadsticks from our favorite Italian restaurant, and I drank a hard seltzer or two to calm my nerves.
Sandie sets my phone down and says, “I think he’ll try to break you tonight. After what happened the other night, I haveno doubt that this is the crescendo. Tonight’s the night that one of you is going to give in, and it looks like it will be in his favor.”
We’re both sitting on my bed, me against the headboard, Sandie against the wall, our legs tangling in the middle. I bring my legs into a crisscross position and make sure to cover myself up so Sandie doesn’t have to deal with a free show.
“So you think he’ll flaunt another woman in front of me?”
“Yes.” Sandie nods. “That’s exactly what he’s going to do. Think about what you did to him last time. You dry-humped him, then came loudly in the bathroom so he could hear you. He’s reached his breaking point, and it doesn’t seem like he wants to be the one who gives in.”
“Trust me, if he was the one who gave in, I’d know at this point what it would feel like to have him inside me. This is a battle of wills, and he has the upper hand, Sandie. I don’t think I can go through the night knowing that he might take someone else home.”
“Then make it so he can’t take someone else home. Make it so you’re the one he’s thinking about, not some random he finds at a bar.”
“Yeah, I think I can do that.” An idea pops into my head. “What if . . . what if I ask him to help me find someone?”
Sandie’s eyes light up. “Yes, reverse it back on him. Maybe make some sort of deal where you both help each other out and see who breaks first.”
“Yes, I can do that,” I say, feeling more empowered. “I’m sure he’ll hate if I flirt with someone else in front of him. Unless . . . what if he doesn’t? What if he lets me go off with another guy, and he’s with another girl?”
“He won’t.” Sandie shakes her head. “There is no way he’s going to let you go off with any guy. Trust me on this. Someone will break tonight, and it’s going to be him.”
I smile to myself. “You’re right, it’s going to be him.”
“That’s the spirit.” She pats my leg. “Now let’s get you dressed.” She hops off my bed and goes over to my clothes where she starts looking through my dresses. “I need you to look very indecent tonight. Like, nipple ready to pop out-type outfit.”
“Do you think that’s necessary?” I ask her.
She looks over her shoulder. “Uh, very necessary. Come on, let me try a few things on you.”
I walk over to Sandie, who starts piling outfits onto my waiting hands.
This should be interesting.
LEVI
I adjustmy watch on my wrist and look at the time. She has one minute before I go barreling into her room to tell her that she’s late.
