Always Enough (Meet Me in Montana #2) - Kelly Elliott Page 0,12
lies. “I wanted to fuck you, Kaylee. I thought you were going to be leaving, and when I realized Brock was into Lincoln and you were most likely going to stay, I knew I couldn’t do that to Lincoln. So that’s all you were to me, a good time, and I couldn’t do that to my family.”
Her eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open slightly. The pain that sparked to life in those baby blues of hers instantly made me feel sick. I wanted to take back my words, tell her it was all a lie. That she did, in fact, drive me crazy, and that I did want to fuck her, but just not in the way she thought. I wanted more than that with her; the sex would just be a bonus with this woman who had the power to destroy me.
“You couldn’t do that to . . . Lincoln?”
I shrugged and put the last nail in my coffin by continuing to be a total asshole. “And you. I mean, I’m a dick, but I’m not that big of a dick.”
When I saw the slight tremble of her chin, I lifted my hand, then stopped myself from touching her. Kaylee sat up straighter, reached for her beer, and took a long drink. Then she nodded and faced me. “Well, okay. I guess I got the answer I came here for.” She let out a half-hearted laugh. “To think I was stupid enough to think that maybe there was something there between us. I was just being naive and foolish, but no more. You just made my decision for me, so thank you, Ty, for that clarity and frankness.”
“Your decision?” I asked, confused.
Kaylee stood and was trying to walk off when I reached for her arm, which caused her to look back at me.
“What decision?”
Lifting her chin, Kaylee forced a smile. “Channing actually did ask me out, and I honestly wasn’t sure what to do. I had these feelings . . .” She let out another laugh and shook her head.
“Feelings?” I asked, wishing I could take back every second of the last five minutes.
“Yeah, for you, but I see now that I was just being fucking stupid.”
The ache in my chest burned. “Kaylee.”
She held up her hand. “It’s okay, Ty. I’m a big girl, and believe it or not, I was actually prepared for the rejection from you. I just didn’t think it would hurt as much as it did.”
I closed my eyes and cursed. “Fuck. Kaylee.”
Opening my eyes, I saw the brunette standing a few feet away. For the life of me, I couldn’t remember what in the hell her name was.
“Hey, Ty, you ready to get out of here?”
Lord, give me strength. I was seriously fucked now. This woman was clearly trying to give Kaylee the wrong impression.
The look on Kaylee’s face nearly destroyed me. She looked from the girl to me. Then that blank face appeared. The one I had seen a time or two after she’d allowed herself to get too vulnerable.
Pulling her arm from my grip, Kaylee glared at me. “Enjoy your evening, Ty.”
“Kaylee. Kaylee, wait!” I called out as I started to go after her.
The brunette stepped in front of me, her hands on my chest. “Ty, I’m horny, and you’ve been staring at me the last thirty minutes, not her. Let her go.”
My eyes dropped down to meet hers. “What did you just say?”
“I said, I’m horny.”
Looking once more at the door Kaylee had just walked out of, I knew I had a decision to make. Let Kaylee go and move on, or go after her.
Light shone through the window and caused me to groan when I attempted to pry open my eyes. I scrubbed my hands down my face and slowly dared to give it a try. Instant panic set in.
This isn’t my bedroom.
A feeling of dread and regret quickly rolled through me. What in the hell had I done?
Shit.
I looked to my left to see the brunette from last night, sound asleep next to me.
Fuck.
Another look back toward the window and I winced. My head was pounding.
How many shots did I have after Kaylee left?
“Son of a bitch,” I mumbled as I tossed the sheet off of me and climbed out of the bed. It was then I noticed I still had my jeans on. I looked back at the brunette and saw she was dressed in yoga pants and a T-shirt.