the act and be a good person.
After a deep sigh, I turned around and went back to the bar.
She was in the same place but her glass was empty. Guys at the bar were eyeing her and wondering just how drunk she was. Her eyes widened in recognition when she saw me.
I approached the table. “Can I walk you home?”
“Well, I can’t go home right now.”
“Why?”
“Hannah took Sawyer back to her place.”
“You live with your sister?” That’s pretty lame.
“I lived with my boyfriend until I caught him cheating. I’ve been staying with her until I find a new place.”
“Oh…” Now I felt like a jerk for thinking she was a loser.
“Well, I think you’ve had too much to drink. Why don’t you come to my place and sleep it off?”
“I’m okay here.”
I wasn’t going to let her wait around like vulnerable prey. The fact Hannah let her sister be in this situation at all was disconcerting. Lacy was bound to make a mistake in her condition. “Come with me. I live close by.”
“You’re only asking because you feel bad for me.”
“Yes, that’s exactly why I’m asking.” I wasn’t going to baby her. “Now let’s go. Don’t make me ask twice.”
She held my gaze before she rose from the booth, wobbling slightly as she got to her feet. “Fine.”
Now my conscious was clear. “Thank you.”
***
When we entered my apartment, she immediately lay on the couch. “Can I have something to sleep in?”
I didn’t want to be stuck with this girl all night. I wanted to go to Alessandra’s place and snuggle in bed with her. She was so good in the sack. She made my dick very happy. “Yeah, sure.” I grabbed a t-shirt and shorts and handed them to her along with a pillow and blanket. “You’ll be okay out here.”
She was too tired to speak. She just nodded.
“Well, I’ll be in my room. Good night.”
“Night…”
I walked into my bedroom then shut the door. Once I was in bed, I thought about Alessandra. My dick got hard because I was used to being satisfied by her. But now she wasn’t there and I’d have to sleep alone.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Alessandra
I didn’t talk to Ash for a few days. I knew he was busy with work and other things so I didn’t pester him, but I was anxious to finish our conversation. Now that I was certain there was something between us, whether he realized it or not, I wanted to tell him how I felt.
I didn’t expect a relationship.
I didn’t expect him to love me.
But I expected something.
Maybe we could start off slow and just talk about where things might lead. Maybe we could go on a real date. Maybe we could change from being friendly fuck buddies to monogamous partners.
I wouldn’t know until I asked.
By Saturday morning, I’d waited long enough. I didn’t want to call him because he might be asleep but I wanted to surprise him. I knew where his favorite place was to eat brunch, so I went by and got his order before I headed to his apartment. I thought we could lie in bed and eat it together.
He would appreciate it.
I arrived at his door and knocked with the plastic bag of food in my hand. It took almost a full minute before I heard the sound of footsteps on his kitchen tile. The door unlocked then cracked open. “How can I help you?” A small brunette opened the door wearing Ash’s t-shirt and shorts.
My jaw dropped and my eyes widened.
The bag of food was still in my hand but I almost dropped it.
Was this real?
Was this a nightmare?
Her eyes were barely open like she just woke up. “Who are you?”
“I…” I stared at the food in my hands and felt like a complete idiot. I thought Ash and I could be something more but I completely misread everything. I projected my own feelings onto him when they didn’t exist and now I felt stupid—and heartbroken. “Where’s Ash?”
“In the shower. You want me to tell him you stopped by?”
“No,” I blurted. That would lead to an uncomfortable conversation later. I didn’t want him to know I was pathetic and showed up on his doorstep with breakfast from his favorite joint.
God, I was such an idiot.
He told me from the beginning nothing would ever happen between us. I should have believed him. Why did I think he could ever change? It wasn’t his fault because he didn’t do anything wrong. It was completely my wrongdoing. Why did