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“Nick,” I manage. “Cady, let me—”
“You brought me here as a treat? Is that the favour you want? That you think I’ll go along with a four-way with the three of you?”
Silence greets her words. Does she actually—? “What? No! Oh, god, no!”
“That sounds like a pretty good idea, actually,” Nick says, leering at Cady.
“Nick, shutthefuckup.” I turn to Cady, holding out my hands. “Cady, look, this is my friend Nick, being an asshole, and that’s Dexter. They’re both staying here in their own rooms, and no one is expecting anything from you. Just want you to have a good time.”
“Hey.” Dexter nervously waves from a distance.
“Hel-lo.” Nick watches Cady appreciatively. “Apologies for offending, but I can’t see how—”
I hold up a hand to his face. “Guys, this is Cady. She’s doing me a huge favour letting me drag her to this thing.”
“The thing being the wedding?” Dexter wants to know. “You brought a date?”
“I—” Cady still looks stormy and I swallow. “I guess I did.”
“Might have been nice to mention that fact,” Nick mutters.
“It was very last minute,” I tell him.
“All cool,” peacemaker Dexter says. “It’s great to meet you.” He steps forward, hand outstretched and a cheerful smile on his face. Cady’s shoulders relax and I heave a deep breath.
That did not go as planned. I make a mental note to text Marcus that I’m now a plus-one for the wedding.
“Yeah,” Nick says, still caught in a stare-down with Cady. If he doesn’t stop soon, I can’t see him making it out alive. “Just give us a heads-up next time you spring a lady on us. And dude, I don’t mean to sound ungrateful, but two rooms?”
“What are you talking about?” I leave Cady’s side and step away from the door. The hallway leads to the kitchen, and into the living room, both done in off-white and tranquil blue. The master bedroom is off the living room, with a private balcony, and the other two rooms are here—
One room. There are two doors, and I know one is the storage closet.
This condo has only two bedrooms for four people. And one of those people doesn’t want to be anywhere close to me right now.
“My fucking father,” I mutter.
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Cady
The heat in my cheeks hasn’t gone away.
How could I say that to Max? And his friends? Accusing Max of bringing me here as a treat? A four-way? To assume that’s all he wanted from me, when he has been nothing but a perfect gentleman.
Max basically dumped me and my bags in a room, shutting the door after me, and went and talked to his friends. And possibly his father, but by the anger I saw in his eyes, I wouldn’t want to be on the receiving end of that call.
I hear Max and his friends talking and eventually laughing. When their voices dip low, I’m sure they’re talking about me.
Still, I stay barricaded in my room.
It’s a beautiful room. I knew it would be. The whole island is one amazing view after another. The buildings, the condo… or as much as I’ve seen of it. The airport, and the view I had from the tiny window of the plane.
The plane.
I kissed Max on the plane.
Not just kissed, but kissed. There was tongue. I straddled his thigh.
