Lacey’s POV The door was already halfway open when Tiff and I got to Selena’s place. I frowned, stepping inside cautiously. Selena had sounded incredibly distressed when she’d called me, which was unlike her. She was an incredibly strong-willed woman. It wasn’t like her to let anything ge
Selena smiled weakly. “Right.” “Do you have any money left over from this guy? You should see if you can try and use it to flirt with other handsome guys. There’s no shortage of good-looking men in the world. And most of them aren’t rich jackasses.” Selena laughed. “Of course. You have no
Nicholas’s POV When I saw the concerned expression on Lacey’s face, I was surprised by the mix of emotions that hit me. It must’ve been the seriousness of my expression that made her think something was up. On the one hand, Damien’s words had definitely given me a lot to think about. Drunk
I blinked, stunned. “Yeah, of–of course.” “So when are you leaving?” Lacey asked. I glanced down at my watch. It was just past 10:00PM, and I didn’t know when Olivia’s flight would get in. The last thing I wanted was for her to track down my current address–she certainly had her methods a
Nicholas’s POV“What on earth are you doing?” I rushed towards Olivia before I could take the time to think through my actions, grabbing her wrist even though she’d already thrown the vase. She gasped as my fingers wrapped around her skin, collapsing against me and crying. Her raven-black hair
Nicholas’s POV The moment Olivia and I step into the office, it’s obvious why she made sure to come here with me. Olivia wraps her fingers around my forearm a moment before we walk through the door, cherry-red nails digging into the fabric of my suit. She’s close enough that if I shove her
Lacey’s POV When I wake up at 10AM in an empty house for the first time in ages, I almost can’t believe it. Normally there’s work, or my stepmother, or Tiff needs to be taken to school–but I don’t have work today, I don’t live with that wretch anymore, and Selena offered to take Tiff to s
Chapter NineteenLacey’s POV In the end, I didn't call him. He was probably busy. Had more important people to talk to. And anyways, I needed to call Selena and ask her to watch Tiff tonight. Tonight was my last shift at the club. Ever. I texted Selena, asking her if she could
Lacey’s POV When Selena’s palm came into contact with the manager’s face, he looked more shocked than angry initially. I was too stunned to react. Selena, meanwhile, had already pulled away without missing a beat. “There’s a camera built into these glasses,” Selena announced, tapping the c
Lacey’s POV The last thing I would’ve expected was to run into Nicholas here. The room was stifling, all at once–Nicholas’s words creeping towards a yell, flashing lights and loud music, the beautiful woman doing everything in her power to drape herself over his lap. I couldn’t help myself
Nicholas’s POV I knocked back my sixth shot of the night, hoping maybe it’d be the one to make my night better. It wasn’t. Things were already bad enough. The music was too loud, Damien wouldn’t stop chattering in one ear, Olivia had been trying to grind on me for the past forty-five
Chapter NineteenLacey’s POV In the end, I didn't call him. He was probably busy. Had more important people to talk to. And anyways, I needed to call Selena and ask her to watch Tiff tonight. Tonight was my last shift at the club. Ever. I texted Selena, asking her if she could
Lacey’s POV When I wake up at 10AM in an empty house for the first time in ages, I almost can’t believe it. Normally there’s work, or my stepmother, or Tiff needs to be taken to school–but I don’t have work today, I don’t live with that wretch anymore, and Selena offered to take Tiff to s
Nicholas’s POV The moment Olivia and I step into the office, it’s obvious why she made sure to come here with me. Olivia wraps her fingers around my forearm a moment before we walk through the door, cherry-red nails digging into the fabric of my suit. She’s close enough that if I shove her
Nicholas’s POV“What on earth are you doing?” I rushed towards Olivia before I could take the time to think through my actions, grabbing her wrist even though she’d already thrown the vase. She gasped as my fingers wrapped around her skin, collapsing against me and crying. Her raven-black hair
I blinked, stunned. “Yeah, of–of course.” “So when are you leaving?” Lacey asked. I glanced down at my watch. It was just past 10:00PM, and I didn’t know when Olivia’s flight would get in. The last thing I wanted was for her to track down my current address–she certainly had her methods a
Nicholas’s POV When I saw the concerned expression on Lacey’s face, I was surprised by the mix of emotions that hit me. It must’ve been the seriousness of my expression that made her think something was up. On the one hand, Damien’s words had definitely given me a lot to think about. Drunk