high.
But I knew what she’d said.
I’d heard it loud and clear. My brother’s name. My freaking brother’s name, falling from her lips after a climax that I brought her to. Was this some kind of cruel joke?
As if in answer, two seconds later, the door burst open and in walked my idiot brother with the two girls he’d been toying with downstairs.
“Oh crap,” he said, coming to a halt just inside the doorway. “Sorry man, I forgot the room was in use.”
As the girls giggled, Honor was mortified. She shot up off my lap, readjusted her dress and ran/hobbled from the room in her high heels, fleeing as fast as she could. The look she gave me over her shoulder as she left was anything but romantic. She regretted it. I could tell. If her disappearing act didn’t say enough, the look of horror mixed with humiliation on her face did. But I regretted it, too, just not for the same reasons.
The name she’d shouted kept replaying on a loop in my head.
“How many times have I told you?” Baylor said, shaking his finger at me. “The sock on the doorknob is a powerful tool, my friend.”
My eyes shot daggers at Baylor as he kept talking.
“Congrats though, my brother. It looks like you finally got some. She was a hot one, too, which makes me wonder why she chose you over me, but whatever. It’s cool. I guess you need love, too.”
Thank God, he hadn’t heard, I thought.
If he did, I’d never hear the end of it.
“Can you give me a second?” I said, straightening up, trying to calm myself down.
“No problem,” Baylor nodded. “I’ll just go use Chase’s room. It’s not like he’s up there anyway.”
As the door shut and I was left alone, I couldn’t stop thinking about Honor and everything she’d said before shouting my brother’s name. It was all starting to make sense now. How she’d heard about me and my experience, my well-known rep with girls. So, she’d thought I was Baylor. She’d come here for my playboy brother, not me. The whole time, she’d thought I was him.
I frowned, remembering that first kiss, how she’d felt like my missing piece, how we’d just fit. I wasn’t a romantic, but I knew that was a rare thing. Did it really matter that she’d thought I was someone else? It wasn’t Baylor who’d kissed her like that, I thought. It wasn’t Baylor who’d made her shiver. And it certainly wasn’t Baylor who’d made her come in such an earth-shattering way.
Lying back on the bed, I pulled something from beneath my back and smiled. I’d never been so happy to see a book in my life. The inside flap read—
This book belongs to: Honor Tierney.
If lost, please give it a good home with lots of readerly love and no bent pages.
Grinning, I placed the book on my chest.
Honor had said she wanted a one-night stand, and if the way she’d ran out of here was anything to go by, she wasn’t expecting to see me again.
Too bad I wasn’t Baylor.
If I was, she might’ve been right.
But if she thought I’d just let her go without a word when I knew how amazing she was, after an unforgettable night like that, she had another thing coming.
“I can’t believe you didn’t call me last night,” Charlie said.
“Charlie, can we talk later?” I said, walking as fast as I could. “I’m late for a meeting.”
“No, you’re not. If I know you, you’re running at least ten minutes ahead.”
Fifteen, I thought. But that was typically when I liked to be wherever I was going. The fact that I was still on my way meant I was behind schedule. I’d hated being late for things ever since I was a kid
“Well, you know how Walter gets when one of us isn’t on time.”
She scoffed. “That old coot? I don’t think he’d do anything. He looks like a pushover to me. Plus, aren’t you like his favorite?”
“Yeah,” I said, passing through the doors of the Communications building. “He loves me because I actually try and write good stories—even though nobody reads them. But trust me, Walter is deceptively calculating. He once saw me eating a bacon, egg and cheese biscuit then had me attend a pig auction just so I could write an article from the pig’s POV.”
“Sounds like a real ballbuster,” Charlie said, and I could tell she was rolling her eyes.
I shrugged. “He’s a vegetarian. Put me off bacon for the