Page 133 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 9
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I wiped under my eyes with the back of my hand and pressed the number for Emily's apartment. The door buzzed open. I grabbed it and slowly made my way up the stairs.
As soon as Emily opened her door, her face fell. "Keira?" She stepped to the side so I could walk in.
"Is that the food?" Emily's husband, Jim, said as he walked into the room. "Oh, hey, Keira. Um, I'm just going to..." he pointed to something and left the room. He must have seen my face.
"What the hell did he do to you?" Emily sat down on the couch.
"He didn't do anything," I said as I took a seat next to her. "Last night was perfect. He's so perfect."
"No one's perfect, Keira."
"He is. He's everything I've been looking for."
"You always do this."
"Do what?"
"Build people up. He's not perfect. He's a player. He's probably slept with a hundred women. That's disgusting. You don't want to be with a guy like that."
I felt sick to my stomach. "I do." I dropped my voice so Jim wouldn't be able to hear me. "It was the best sex I've ever had."
"Well it should have been. He's had enough practice."
"Emily."
"Keira! You knew you could never do a one night stand. Why the hell did you sleep with him?"
"I couldn't help it. He's just so..."
"Womanizing?"
"No. Sexy."
"Okay, so you had a great night. Maybe you should just talk to him about it."
I started to cry again.What the hell is wrong with me?"I did. I told him I never wanted that stupid roommate pact. I even told him I thought he was really handsome."
"And?"
"He said he was glad we got it out of our systems. And that now we could really just be friends."
"Ouch."
"Yeah." I wiped away my tears again. "How am I supposed to live with him now? I'm going to have to listen to him having sex with other women every night. I can't do this!"
"I realize that this is not the right time to do this, but..."
"Don't you dare say it, Emily." I tried to pout but her facial expression made me laugh. She always did this.
"I can't resist." She smiled. "I told you so."
I laughed and tossed a pillow at her. "I really hate you sometimes."
There was a loud buzz, signaling that someone was downstairs waiting to be let in. Jim walked back into the room and pressed the button to let them into the building.
"Stay for lunch," Emily said and stood up. She grabbed three plates and began to set the table. "I'll be right back." She disappeared into the bathroom.
