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It Started with a Lie (Truth and Lies Duet Book 1)

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by Lisa Suzanne


  “Are you okay?” he asks again.

  I lift a shoulder and try breathing in through my nose. “I’m fine.”

  “Doesn’t look like it,” he says, bending down to help retrieve all my shit so I can dump it back into my purse. “Is there anything I can do?”

  “I’m fine,” I repeat.

  He hands me some change and a bottle of lotion, which I toss into my purse, and I pick up my phone. I grab last night’s concert ticket—signed by Mark Ashton, of course—and he picks up the shirt I was wearing before I changed into the shirt I bought at the show, the one I’m wearing now.

  Then, to my utter and complete mortification, the man hands me a tampon and a condom.

  Seriously? The two most embarrassing items in my purse were lucky enough to fall out right next to each other? Fuck my life and everything in it.

  My cheeks burn as I glance up at him. He’s looking at me with a cocky smile, and I feel the threat of tears again. I won’t cry in front of this handsome stranger. Well, I won’t cry again in front of this handsome stranger.

  I hear my phone’s text notification. The morning can’t get any more embarrassing as he continues to gather and hand me more of my crap.

  Jill: Hope you’re still banging Mark Ashton. Can’t wait to hear all about it. I’m heading home. Your car is still at Mandalay but I checked out. Have fun and be safe.

  I glance around and spot my car keys on the floor in front of me. At least one thing is going right this morning—at least I didn’t leave my keys at the hotel with Jill. I almost yell out in triumph, but I manage to restrain myself.

  “Let me buy you a coffee,” the man says once we’ve gathered all my stuff and the floor is pristine once again.

  I nearly ask if it’s because of the condom, but I stop the words before they leave my lips. A girl who carries condoms in her purse must put out, right? Ugh. “No, thank you,” I say instead.

  He glances at his watch. “Please. It’s the least I can do.” His green eyes penetrate me, pinning me to the spot. He’s so assured standing there, so confident.

  So handsome.

  I think about giving in. I think about saying yes.

  But I’m on my way out from another man’s bed after a one-night stand. Having a morning coffee date with a stranger just seems like a bad idea on top of an already shit morning.

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