BLURB
Simone Goodman.
The only girl I’ve loved.
Until she ripped my heart out.
It’s been five years since I’ve laid eyes on her.
Five years since she was mine.
I told myself never again.
But truth be told I still yearn to indulge in her.
To get lost in her touch.
I plan to own the one thing she’s denied me.
Her heart.
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EXCERPT:
I see Craig and Tinea across the room, sitting close to each other, whispering and giggling with flirty smiles in their eyes. I admire their love, but at times I can’t stand being around them. Always touching, petting, and kissing each other.
Like what the fuck.
You’re just jealous.
I’m anything but; I get to bang the girl on the cover of this month’s American Vogue.
Upon my approach, Craig leans over and kisses Tinea.
“You two are corny as hell,” I greet them, then place a kiss on Tinea’s cheeks before sitting.
“Don’t be kissing my wife.”
“She isn’t your wife yet,” I point out. “She could come to her senses and run away.” I laugh.
“Wishful thinking, Mulligan.” Craig laughs. “When you put it down like I do, you never worry about your woman leaving.” He winks at Tinea.
Is that a dig? Simone didn’t leave because I couldn’t fuck her brains out. She left because she’s a conceited bitch. She thinks only of herself. Only Simone has feelings, no one else. Men don’t feel. We do fucking feel, but we can’t show it the way women do cause were expected to be strong.
Fucked up world standards.
“You’re hilarious.”
The waiter comes over and takes my drink order.
“Let’s add mozzarella sticks, potato focaccia rolls, and bruschetta with spring vegetables,” Tinea orders.
“Are you ready to order your main course?” The waiter asks.
“We’re still looking,” Craig answers.
“Okay, let me get your appetizers in. I’ll be back with your drink,” the waiter says to the table before walking away.
“Have you started planning the wedding yet?” I ask Tinea as she sips on her drink through strawberry-red lips.
She nods and puts her glass down. “That’s why we asked you here.”
“What you want us to be a throuple?” I smirk.
“Do you not enjoy the air you breathe?” Craig sneers.
“So touchy.” I laugh.
Tinea snickers, looking sideways as she brings her drink back to her lips.
“The reason we wanted to meet up is, I would love for you to be my best man,” Craig says.
“Of course, I’m honored you asked.” Craig and I bump fists then I stand to give him a man hug, patting him on the back. I sit back in the chair. “You’re sure you don’t want to ask one of your brothers?” Craig has three brothers he’s very close with. I don’t want them to be upset that one of them weren’t chosen.
“No, dude, you’re my best friend. Besides if I choose one brother the other is going to be mad. It’s better this way.”
“I have to get Lisa to help me plan your bachelor’s party,” I say, a smile dance on my lips.
“If he’s going to have strippers I need to know, then I’ll make sure I have strippers at mine.”
“Ryan, I don’t want any strippers.” Craig’s brows snap together.
“What?” I give him a puzzled look.
“Why not?” Tinea rolls her eyes.
“Woman!” Craig growls.
Tinea snickers behind her hand. I always thought Tinea would run all over Craig, but he’s tamed the lioness.
We begin talking about the issues Craig is having at the investment firm he works at. He’s one of their top producers and is eyeing a promotion to become a fund manager.
“If I get this position I’ll be making the big bucks.” Craig beams.
He’s already making bank. He has a medium size portfolio over a hundred million. Craig graduated Summa Cum Laude, and I didn’t hesitate when I made the decision and gave him fifteen percent of my net worth to manage.
The account has grown…
Wait a fucking minute?
It’s as if I suddenly have static in my clothes, and there’s a zap to my brain.
“Who’s going to be the maid of honor?”
“Simone,” Tinea says as she sheepishly looks away.
I’m left speechless. My mind spins as if I just came off a fair ride.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I bark. I look between Craig and Tinea. Craig is my friend, or so I thought. Why the hell would he think this is a good decision is beyond me. Are they trying to play matchmaker? Simone and I have been down this road twice. I’ve accepted we aren’t meant to be.
That’s not a road I’m willing to travel down again. Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me, this would be the third time and I’m not a fucking jackass.
Author Info
Scarlett Se Leva writes unexpected, steamy, suspenseful romance.
When Scar isn’t busy penning her next book, you can find her with her family watching movies, drinking wine, curled up in a corner with a book or running after her three daughters.
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