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Oh shit. I did, didn’t I?

Dante’s right. I’m a terrible liar. I close my eyes and say, “It’s a long story. Anyway, we had sex,” I add, hoping to distract her from calling me out on my lie.

“Bullshit!” Kira gasps, pulling her hands away from mine. “How? Where? Spill, dammit!”

My face burns as scorching memories wash over me again. I still can’t bring myself to regret how I let myself go with him. “I missed my flight, so he dropped me off in his jet.”

“Hold up, hold up, hold up.” Kira raises her hands. “Dan has a jet?”

I nod. “Did I not mention he’s filthy rich?”

“No, babe, you left out that key detail.” Kira cocks a sardonic eyebrow. “So, you ran into the Chicago-based billionaire and then joined the mile-high club. Or should I say, revisited the club?”

“Actually, no. We, um, kinda lost our heads in the moment and ended up doing it on the tarmac, right against his car.”

Kira’s jaw drops. “Fuck me sideways! Girl, you did not do that!”

“I did. I so did, Kira.”

“Wow. That is off-the-charts hot!” She steps back, her sightless gaze raking me up and down as if seeing me with fresh eyes. Then her expression turns grave. “I cannot believe you’d do something like that.”

“I know. I can’t believe it myself—”

“That you would keep it from me, I mean,” Kira interjects, her voice laced with hurt. “I tell you everything, Addy.”

Actually, Kira, you don’t.

Kira is quite well off now due to her celebrity status, but even back in college, she always had the most expensive things—designer bags, clothes, perfumes—and she was never short of cash.

She never once explained where they came from, and I was much too polite to probe into how her single mom, who worked as a housekeeper, could afford to give her that lavish lifestyle.

“I’m sorry I didn’t say anything, Kira. He was so different from any other man I’d met, yet we had this insane connection . . . like we owned each other or something. It was frightening and . . . it felt forbidden.”

A slow smirk spreads on her face. “So, was it still as good as it was when you were dating?”

Better. Oh God, it was so much better.

“Yes,” I say blandly, firmly resisting the urge to elaborate.

There’s absolutely no need to say that I can still feel the cords of his back muscles shifting under my fingers. Still hear his deep grunts and feel the sharp edge of his teeth sinking into the soft skin of my neck as he drove inside me. That my pussy still clenches at random times, as if in withdrawal from his thick cock.

So, a simple yes will have to do.

“Is he still married?” Kira asks.

“What do you mean? He’s not married.”

“But isn’t that why you broke up with him? You found out he was married the whole time you were together.”

Double shit.

Chapter Twelve

Adele

See, that’s the thing about lies. They’re savage little beasts that come back to take a big bite out of your ass when you least expect it. Unless you’re a psychopath with an IQ of 180, then maybe you can pull it off indefinitely. Like my dad.

And tonight is proving that I’m as dumb as bricks, because I can't even tell a single lie and make it stick.

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