Castillo, money. So she hadn’t taken his threats seriously. Until now. He wants
it, whether she owes it or not. And if she doesn’t have it in six weeks he’s
gonna take her as payment instead.
a fight that lasts forever. And if there’s one thing he’s good at, it’s
fighting. So if Maddie thinks she’s gonna deal with an insane drug lord on her
own, she’s crazier than he is.
money than he needs.
make sure that happens.
Maddie doesn’t know it yet.
choose, it’s who you need.
fuck invited you?” I snarl at Tyler. “And how the hell did you even find out
where I live?”
by Pete’s. Met Pete. Sweet guy, by the way. I would’ve imagined a strip club
owner as being kinda—”
you where I live?” Jesus. Thanks, Pete. Fuck.
not exactly.” Tyler’s standing way too close to me now. The girls are
pretending not to be able to hear him, but it’s clear they’re eavesdropping. I
hope they’re better at fucking guys for money than they are at spying.
in closer still, and I really, really wish he would not do that. Because I hate
him and don’t want him anywhere near me. Or maybe because I can feel the heat
of his body and he kinda smells delicious. Which just pisses me off more
because I hate him.
his voice and continues explaining how he found me. “Don’t be mad at Pete. He
didn’t want to tell me where you live. Seems like a really ethical guy.”
yeah, but it cost me five grand.” My eyes go wide. “I mean, he’s ethical for,
y’know, a guy who runs a strip joint.”
Out.” I’m pointing at the door now.
whines. “No, no, no. We’re just getting to know him, Maddie! Oh, my God. This
guy. Where the hell have you been hiding him all these months?”
I been hiding him?” I see red as I go to him, hands out, and slam them
into his chest. The force of my push makes him step back… half a step. Maybe.
“I wasn’t hiding him anywhere, you traitors! This asshole ducked out on me
years ago. And when I needed him, when I was begging him to—” I shake my head to clear my mind. “And then he
shows back up and thinks everything’s gonna be fine just because we fucked a couple of times when I didn’t know it
beat before Annie says, “You fucked him?” with, like, way more excitement in
her voice than she should.
point!” I shout as I slam my hands into his chest again.
time, he grabs my wrist and stops me, saying, “Can we please talk?”
in his grip, but he holds tight. I clench my teeth and spit, “Let go of
Immediately. Both hands up as if in surrender.
change my strategy. Because clearly Tyler Morgan is being Tyler Morgan.
He attracts people to him like a siren song calling sailors to the rocks. He
knows how to play up the act he perfected long ago. Seemingly genuine,
charismatic, and fascinating as he leads the rest of us to our destruction.
the friend card out and whirl around to face Annie, Diane, and Caroline. Taking
a deep breath, I say, “He’s not what you think,” in the calmest tone I can
muster. My voice is shaky. My hands are trembling with anger. But I hold it
together. “He ruined me,” I say. “He broke me into tiny pieces, dropped me to
the ground, and walked all over me.”
stares at me, confused.
you mean?” Diane asks.
me, Diane. After Scotty died. He left me alone. He never came back. He never
even showed up for his funeral. I begged him,” I say, starting to cry. “I
begged him and he told me to stop. He just went on with his life like nothing
happened. Like my brother didn’t just die the most horrific death possible.
Like what we all meant to each other was meaningless. So I hope one of those
stories he told you about our childhood included that little fact. And
then…” I continue, drawing in a deep breath, willing the strength it takes to
get this last part in so I can twist that knife in his chest the way he did
mine. “And then he went off and made millions of dollars. Been living it up in
a goddamned penthouse, no cares at all. No worries at all. While I’ve been back
it there. I can’t say the words selling myself.
Because I’ll die right now if I have to say that. I’ll die.
Tyler, who never breaks eye contact with me. And I really wish he would.
Because his eyes are sad and hurt-looking and no fucking way will I fall for
that shit. No. Fucking. Way.
mutters, “He’s a millionaire?”
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About the Authors
writers come together to create unforgettable sexy romance. JA Huss is the New York Times bestselling author of 321
and has been on the USA Today
bestsellers list eighteen times. Johnathan McClain is a veteran actor and
writer whose work, either performed or written, is probably airing on at least
one of the channels on your television right now. You can contact them on their
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