Page 13 of House of Scarlett
“Yeah.” I smile weakly and nod. “That’s all it was. A walk on the wild side. Now, back to my regularly scheduled predictable life.”
All the girls at the table study me, and I can almost guess their thoughts.
Kelsey: She’s full of shit. This is bad. We need the bomb squad.
Monroe: Fuck. We’re going to need more booze for this.
Harlow: I don’t believe her, but I’m not going to push.
Flynn: Do I know any hit men?
* * *
When we leave brunch two hours later, we’re standing on the sidewalk, trading hugs, and I feel Flynn slip something into my purse. I look down and see the salt and pepper shakers I was eyeing at breakfast and wondering if they were for sale.
“What? I saw you looking at them. Besides, you need a pick-me-up.”
“But—”
Flynn puts her finger to her mouth. “Shhh ... Don’t get me arrested. You’ll just have to bail me out.”
I bite my lip and smile at her. “Thanks,” I whisper as I let it go. “I appreciate that.”
She wraps me in another hug. “I think Harlow is right about Legend. You could still have him ... if you want him. So ... do you?”
Piercing blue eyes appear in my head, and a shudder of awareness washes over my body. I whip around to look behind me, like he’s standing across the street watching us.
Spoiler, he’s not.
“It was really good to see you again, Flynn,” I say instead, squeezing her tight. “Don’t be a stranger.”
“Invite me to brunch more often, and I won’t be. Legendary Brunch Club. Or ... maybe just the Brunch Club.”
The wordlegendaryis more than I can handle right now.
Anger and hurt have been thrumming through me all morning as memories of last night creep in. There’s too much about Legend and his past that I don’t know or understand.
What was I thinking? That somehow we could come from completely different worlds and have a fairy-tale romance, complete with a happily-ever-after?
Clearly, that’s not how things work.
It was only good sex,I tell myself. I just need to get me some more of that, and I’ll be fine. I’ll forget about him by next week.
All lies. Especially that last part.
It was more than sex. We had a connection. And it wasn’t justgoodsexeither. It wasamazing.No man has ever made me feel like that before, and now that I know it can be that good, I don’t know if I can live without it.
Something about Legend unleashed a part of me I’ve kept caged my entire life because I didn’t know it existed. He helped me see myself differently, and I loved it.
I release a long breath. There’s no way around the truth.
I want more. More of him. More of us.
So, what am I going to do about it?
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