Page 72 of Get Lost

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Nessa sat on the edge of Kelsey’s bed while Kelsey dressed for the day in her black pants, black polo shirt, and a pair of black Nike sneakers. She wanted to be comfortable for whatever the day may bring.

Like the best friend, third-degree interrogation currently playing out in her suite.

“Tell me again why you let things go that far last night?” Nessa sighed as she crossed her arms over her chest.

Kelsey groaned, then plopped down onto the empty bed, regretting it instantly because Alexander’s masculine scent wasall overthe sheets. “Ugh!” She pushed up quickly, flying off the bed like it burned her. She backed away, pointing at the bed dramatically. “That’swhy.”

Nessa looked at the bed, raising her eyebrows. “I don’t get it.”

“Go smell it.”

Nessa scrunched up her nose and looked back at Kelsey. “I’m good.”

“No, I’m serious, Ness, go smell it. His scent is all over the sheets.”

“Oh.” Nessa laughed, nodding as understanding dawned on her. “I smelled him this morning.”

“So you get it then. Why I can’t say no.”

Nessa looked at her warily. “I mean, the guy smells good, yeah, but I’m not sure if he smells like possibly-getting-caught-getting-fingerbanged-in-the-ocean-and-losing-my-job good.”

Kelsey whined. “He does though. He does smell that good.”

“No one smells that good.”

Alexander does.Kelsey huffed, then started pacing the small room. “What do I do?”

“Start thinking like a boss bitch.”

Kelsey laughed. “I thought I was. I saw what I wanted and went for it.”It’s what I do.

“I’m not talking about Kelsey, sexually uninhibited badass woman; I’m talking about Kelsey, badass business owner. Kelsey’s Kreations, remember?” Nessa shook her head. “You’re still thinking like you have nothing to lose. You’re thinking like an employee, like you have no stake in the company.”

Scowling, Kelsey chewed on her bottom lip, considering what Nessa said. And, like it or not, Nessa’s observation was right on the money. Kelsey hadeverythingto lose, yet she was walking around, slave to the wild whims of her hormones like a horny teenager. “You know what, you’re right. Something about Alex has caused me to let my vagina lead the way. I just can’t let that happen anymore.”

“Kels, you’ve literallyalwaysled with your vagina.”

“Don’t vagina shame me.”

Nessa laughed, raising her hands. “You know I’m not.”

“I can’t help it if she knows what she wants.”Kelsey motioned between her legs.

Nessa shook her head, rolling her eyes. “But youcanhelp guide her toward decisions that benefit both of you. Maybe help her make decisions that won’t get you into situations you can’t control.” She motioned toward stupid Alexander’s stupid bed.

Kelsey sighed. “Iwascontrolling the situation.”

“And yet, he walked out of here with that same cocky ass smile on his face that he always has where you’re concerned, then he had the balls to make me think you two had showered together. Who else will he say that to?”

“He wouldn’t…” Kelsey’s words trailed off and she pouted.She really didn’tknowif Alexander would run his mouth about her or not. After all, going by his track record, he had nicknamed her Cheeto Girl in elementary school and that spread like wildfire.

“Meanwhile,youspent over an hour in the shower this morning trying tocool off.”

“I was masturbating, Nessabear. You can say it.”

“Right. Because he had you so heated up.”

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