Page 72 of Billionaire's Promise
"Oh, no you don’t, woman." Summer grabs hold of me and steers me over into a chair. "You sit." She jabs a finger at me. "You’re not going anywhere until you share all the juicy details."
"You mean all the details of the train wreck that my life is turning out to be, right?" I mutter under my breath.
"Stop that." Isla frowns at me. "No one here is judging you, Ava."
Except me. I’m judging myself. But that’s my issue, right?
Summer walks over with another full glass of margarita, "Here you go."
She turns away to sink onto the couch near me. "So… Baron, hmm?" She waggles her eyebrows at me.
"Yeah, well, it’s not how it looks." Gah, what a clichè I am turning out to be. I take another gulp of the margarita, which goes down smoothly. Lick my lips, then stare around at the faces of the girls. "What?" I frown.
"Deets, babe, the spicy, juicy deets." Isla leans forward in her chair, "How was it?"
"I am not telling you," I say, horrified. "Besides, who are you talking about?" I glance at her from under lowered eyelashes, "Edward or Baron?"
"Omigod!" Isla fans herself. "Bitch here gets all the dick and she’s still complaining. Better two cocks than zero shafts, babe."
"Iz," I laugh, "your mouth will get you into so much trouble someday."
"Here’s hoping." She drains her glass, reaches for the pitcher on the table in the center, "So…which one?" She tilts her head in my direction, "Or are you going to keep both?"
"What?" I choke on my margarita. "What are you talking about?"
Summer reaches over to smack me on the back. "Why, what’s wrong with having two at the same time?"
"I couldn’t," I gape at her. My cheeks heat. "I mean, I shouldn’t, I mean… It’s not how it's done."
"But you want to?" Karina drawls from her perch on the chair opposite me. "Do you want to keep them both?"
"No. Yes. I don’t know." I shake my hair back from my face. "I mean, come on, this is real life, people. You don’t go around bedding and staying in a relationship with two men. And to be fair, I only hooked up with Baron after Edward left." Okay, so it was immediately after Edward left, like he departed stage right and Baron walked in from the other side, but whatever.
"So, do you still have feelings for Edward?" Summer asks softly.
I chew the inside of my cheek. "Do I still want him? Yes, I do. At least, I think I do. I mean, I saw him and it was like love at first sight. I couldn’t get him out of my head. And Baron? Well, there’s something about him that’s so compelling, almost hypnotic. There’s an edginess to him, and an anger that’s alluring. Edward broke his vows for me…and Baron… Well, he doesn’t want my vows, so right now, I have neither, it would seem."
"Oh, babe." Isla places her glass down on the side table, then walks over and bends to hug me. "I am so sorry. Men can be cunts, you know that?"
"Yeah, only he was good to my cunt. Well, they both were, to be fair."
Isla chuckles. "At least, you got good sex out of it."
"There is that."
"You are two up on me, not that I was ever going to hook up with any of the Seven."
"No, you went for the bigger, meaner, older brother to one of the Seven instead," Karina mutters.
Isla straightens and flicks her hair over her shoulder, "Oh, please. I hated the man on sight, and now I am going to have to see him almost every day, when the wedding rehearsals begin."
"Rehearsals?" I frown.
"The bridezilla—and this one is the mother of them all—insists on at least three before the actual wedding."
"As long as you are getting paid..." Karina interjects.
"You bet, I am," Isla bares her teeth, “and it’s all Liam’s money so there is that, but enough about me." She turns to survey me down the length of her nose. "What are you going to do now, Missy?"
