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“Fuck, I’m gonna come too.” A few moments later, he let out a groan and slowed his movements. He stayed buried inside me for a little longer, our foreheads against each other as we tried to catch our breath.

“I have to say, I never expected my day to end like this,” I said with a smile plastered on my face. It was probably the first smile in a long time.

“Me neither,” he replied with a wicked smile.

He gently helped me place my feet back on the floor and threw the condom in the trash can to my right before tucking his dick inside his pants. I leaned down to grab my purse when I heard him unlock the door with the master key. I suddenly felt a bit embarrassed. It seemed he couldn’t get away from me quickly enough.

“Hey! You didn’t tell me your name,” I shouted.

He stopped and turned his head, looking over his left shoulder.

“My name is Zayn.” And just like that, he was gone.

Zayn.

It was hard to believe that I’d just fucked a stranger in a public restroom. But then, as I replayed the whole thing in my mind, my stomach sank.

Zayn just left with my panties in his back pocket.

I broke into a hysterical laugh and felt less numb for the first time in weeks.

Chapter 6. THE WILL

(Sienna)

My phone started ringing. I lifted my head from the pillow and checked the screen.

“It’s too early…” I complained while pressing the answer button. “Hey, Sarah.” I yawned.

“Morning, gorgeous,” Sarah said with way too much energy. It was 5:40 a.m. She kept forgetting the five-hour time difference between New York and London, and I kept forgetting to silence my phone when I went to bed.

“I have something to tell you, but promise me you won’t try to talk me out of it,” she warned me.

“It’s five in the morning, Sarah! Can this wait? I have a meeting with my lawyer at eight thirty, and I’m exhausted. I got home late last night and need more sleep; the gin hasn’t left my system yet.”

“Uh, you went out last night? Spill the tea, girl.”

Sarah had been my ray of sunshine since we met when we were twelve, and I missed her terribly. The distance would be our worst enemy. I couldn’t picture my days without her laughter or her positive energy. Especially now.

“I promise I’ll call you later and tell you about it, okay? Wait till you hear it, girl. You’re gonna FLIP.” I chuckled.

“Well, why don’t you tell me about it tomorrow when I land in New York?”

“WHAT!?” I screamed.

“I feel terrible that I couldn’t come to your parents’ funeral, and I want to support you as much as I can as your best friend, soooo…I’ve booked a flight. I land tomorrow morning at JFK and will stay for a couple of weeks so I can help you move to California. Would you like that?”

My chest tightened.

“I’d love that,” I said, tears welling in my eyes.

“Alright. Let me send you my flight details. No need to come pick me up; I’ll grab a cab. Considering everything you’re handling now, you must be knackered.”

She was so British.

“Okay, babe. Text me when you land.”

“Good luck today, Sienna. It’s going to be a tough morning, but you got this. Love you.”

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