Page 74 of How to Break My Heart
But most of all, I am especially trying not to think about his cock looking so delicious. He wasn’t wrong when he said his car wasn’t compensating for his goods. If anything, I am the loser who assumed he was not well-endowed.
Boy, was I so verywrong.
And it is perfect. How can a male organ be so perfect? I’ve slept with only a handful of guys, but let’s just say there have been some questionable ones. One was crooked and another was skinny but super long.Oh God, stop thinking about cocks.
I glance over at my phone sitting on the nightstand. Even if I want to text Aston, I won’t risk it with Maddy by my side. Lying here beside her, my guilt is already at an all-time high. So, it’s a small lie I’m keeping from her. This won’t go anywhere, so why should I mention it and add more to her already full plate?
Maddy lets out a yawn. “Are you waiting on a call from your hot doctor?”
“Or a text,” I lie, then end up yawning, too. “Maybe he’s super busy at the hospital.”
My phone pings with a message from Aston.
Aston
We’re far from over.
I press my lips together, holding back a smile as the words spread to every part of my body in a mad delight. With a deep breath, I control my need to text him back and place the phone on the nightstand, face down, on silent.
“What did he say?” Maddy questions in a tired voice.
“Um, nothing. Just that he’ll call me tomorrow.”
A thickness forms in my throat, prompting me to change the subject. I forgot to ask Maddy how her dinner with Myles was, so I ask now in an effort to distract her from my love life.
“It was fine. I guess Myles is overwhelmed with work, and his dad really wants him to take over the business.”
I raise my brows. “Would that mean leaving Broadway?”
“I don’t know what it means, to be honest. It’s a bit of a sore topic, so I’m trying to stay out of it.”
“Maddy,” I begin softly. “You can’t stay out of it if he’s going to be your husband. Things will change. Myles’s family will soon be your family, too.”
“Oh, trust me, I know.” She sighs, then turns to face me. “It just feels… complicated.”
I move a loose strand of hair away from her face. “Complicated for now.”
“What if it’s complicated forever?”
“It’s only complicated if you keep resisting the change. One thing at a time, okay? We need to get you to the altar first. Don’t get caught up in all this business talk.”
“It just feels like I’m losing myself to everyone else’s wants. I was on a video chat with my team about a production later this year. We were discussing the costumes because it’s a period drama, and you know how much I love that. In the middle of this, my phone is blowing up with Dad insisting I have a discussion with Myles about the future. How do I tell my father to kindly leave me alone when he’s paying for the whole wedding? It makes me sound ungrateful.”
“You pick your battles. Tell him your focus is on the wedding, which is just around the corner.”
“You’re right.” She nods, then turns to lie on her back with her eyes on the television screen. “Is my brother being a dick or actually helping? You can tell me the truth.”
My fingers twist the blanket as I clear my throat. “Um… a bit of both. You know him, controlling and busy with work.”
“You’ll tell me if he treats you like dirt, right?”
“Of course,” I mumble, trying to keep a blank face. “I canstand on my own. I’m a big girl now. Don’t worry about your brother. I can handle him.”
“Okay, the last thing I need is more stress on top of my ever-growing list of things stressing me out. I honestly don’t think I’ve been this stressed in my entire life.”
“It’ll be over soon, and you know I’ll help you with whatever you need.”
Maddy turns over on her side, gazing at me. “What did I do to deserve a best friend like you?”
