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“I’m sorry,” she says as she looks at me with guilt in her eyes.
I chuckle. “I’m glad you missed.”
I’m not sure what I said to make her laugh, but she does. She grabs Harper’s hand and pulls her off the dance floor. I watch them head to the bar.
“I’m so confused,” Damon says, still standing there with me. “What the hell just happened? I thought you didn’t know Addison. Then you’re dancing with her like you own her. Then you kiss her like you’re fucking her with your mouth. And then she’s saying sorry for something on your arm.” He glances at my arm right when he says it. I can see when the light bulb goes off in his head because his eyes get wide.
“Is Addison… Emily?” he asks. I nod slowly. Then he starts laughing. Why is everyone laughing at me? This is not a funny moment.
“If Addison was the one who shot you, she didn’t miss.” That’s all he says before he walks back to the bar, too, shaking his head and laughing. I’m standing there, sure I look an idiot, wondering what joke I missed.
Chapter Twenty-nine
HE ACTUALLY THINKS that I missed when I shot him. I didn’t mean to laugh, but it was funny. I’m sure once he figures out why, he’ll be thankful I only grazed him.
“Okay, girl. What. Was. That?” asks Harper. “You’re not the type to kiss a random guy. Especially a kiss like that. Damn, I felt a little naughty watching you guys.” She fans herself.
I sigh. We do have explosive chemistry. At the time though, it was something that couldn’t be, but are we getting a second chance now? What will happen when he finds out why I was actually there? I don’t think I can tell him the truth if he doesn’t know already. I still can’t believe he was an undercover agent. Our entire time together was based on lies. And now there is still this huge lie looming over us. Backing away from him is the only way I can save myself from getting hurt. I need to breathe.
“I need to get out of here. I’ll tell you, but not here.” We walk out and go back to my apartment.
* * *
“So, last summer before I came to New York, Aiden and I met, but we were both going by different aliases for different reasons. I’m assuming he was undercover, now that I know that he’s FBI. I didn’t know then. We had a short fling and then we went our separate ways,” I explain.
“It doesn’t look like he wanted to part ways. Now it’s starting to make sense. You saw him earlier today didn’t you?” Harper asks. “That’s why you were acting so weird.” She knows the answer to her own question. “I have so many other questions. First, why were you going by an alias?” In our line of work there are never too many questions. I should expect nothing less from Harper.
“Yes. He obviously didn’t see me. I was going to go to his office tomorrow to get this whole awkward situation out of the way. It’s not like I can ignore him. We’ll be working together sometimes,” I say. “Last summer I had to figure some stuff out so I used an alias. I did what I needed to do and then I left. Unfortunately, meeting Aiden wasn’t part of the plan,” I say vaguely. I can’t tell her the whole truth.
“So, what’s next? It looks like you both are still hot for each other. It’s obvious whatever was started isn’t finished. And you two are hot together. Definitely a power couple. You’re two of the most beautiful people I know. You’d seriously have beautiful babies with the most beautiful eyes.” I laugh. Harper’s a little dramatic, at times.
“First, we are not having babies. Next, I don’t think we’ll work out. Our relationship, short as it might have been, was all based on lies. Yes, our physical attraction is out of this world…” my whole body reacts when I think about it “…but that’s not enough.” I sigh.
“So are the rumors true?” Harper asks, lifting her eyebrow.
“What rumors would those be?”
“You know… that he’s huge.” She holds up her hands like she’s measuring something.
“Oh, my God!” I throw a pillow at her, laughing.
“Come on! He can’t be perfect everywhere!” She giggles.
“Oh… he is perfect… everywhere,” I say with a huge grin.
“So what are you going to do?”
“I don’t know.” I throw myself back into the couch. “I have a past. Things that need to stay in the past,” I answer, staring up at the wall.
“We all have skeletons, Addison.” Yeah, but mine is an actual person in a jail cell. Put there by Aiden. “But, like you said, it’s in the past. Why can’t it stay there?”
“I wish it were that easy.” I blow out a breath.
“Well, if you ever need to talk, about anything, you know I won’t judge. And I’ll always keep what you say between us.” Harper stands to make her way into the bathroom.
“Thanks, Harper.” It’s still hard for me to trust people. Syd is the only person who knows everything about me.
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