Page 134 of My Temptation (Kingston Lane)

How the fuck did I forget a condom?

No . . . Oh my god.

I drag my two hands through my hair. The air has left my lungs.

“Henley, it’s okay,” she says in a soft voice, as if speaking to a child. “It’s okay. We were just lost in the moment. It’s okay.”

“How is this fucking okay?” I stammer, wide eyed.

“I’m on the pill, and as long as you don’t have an STD.”

“I don’t have a fucking STD,” I spit angrily. I zip my jeans up with a sharp snap.

Juliet’s eyes search mine. “Hen . . . ?”

“Don’t.” I turn my back, unable to look her in the eye. “I’m sorry.” I struggle to find the right words. “I’m . . . that is not okay.”

A large lump is nestled deep in my throat, and I close my eyes. My chest rises and falls as I struggle for air. “I have to go.”

“Hen,” she whispers. “Don’t let this ruin our night. It’s fine. I promise you I’m on the pill.”

“Nothing about this is fine, Juliet,” I snap. I stumble through the door.

“Henley,” Juliet calls after me.

Before I know it, I am striding over to my house. I burst through the door and slam it hard behind me.

I lean up against the back of it as if hiding from the firing squad.

Maybe I am.

I look around my empty house, dark and silent. I don’t want to be here, damn it . . . I really wanted to see her tonight.

You already got what you wanted.

I close my eyes in disgust.

Not even close.

Tuesday

I walk into the restaurant and look around. Blake spots me and gives me a wave. I make my way over to him and Antony.

“Hey,” I sigh as I pull out a chair. They are in deep conversation.

“Hi,” they both answer without looking at me.

“And then what happened?” Ant asks Blake.

“It’s her.”

“Who’s her?” I ask as I try to catch up with the conversation.

“Guess who Holly is?” Blake raises an eyebrow.

“Who is Holly again?” I frown.

“The girl I’ve been seeing.” He widens his eyes as if I’m stupid. “The hot one.”

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