Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77900 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77900 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
“Bellamy!”
“I even made it a point to tell the front desk attendant not to give my information out to him, but I did have them schedule a wake-up call so he wouldn’t miss checkout.”
“So, let me get this straight. You met a man—one who didn’t annoy you and one you trusted—you had great chemistry with, in and out of the bedroom, you don’t know his last name, you don’t know where he’s from, and you didn’t get his number?”
“That about sums it up.”’
“Girl, what were you thinking?”
“I don’t know, okay? I panicked. I felt too much. It was too much too soon, and I had to leave.”
“What if he was the one?”
“What?”’
“The one!” Her eyes widen dramatically. “The one man who was meant for you, and you left him all blissed out in a deep sleep. He’s going to pine after you for the rest of his life, and you’ll both be lonely and miserable because you were too afraid to pick up your big girl panties and see where things might go.”
“He probably lives in Washington or something, too far for us to be able to make it work. And speaking of big girl panties, I left without mine. I got dressed, looked for my clothes in the dark room, and didn’t realize until I was home that I was missing something.”
“Oh, I bet he found them and took them with him. He holds them in his hands every night as he drifts off to sleep, dreaming about you.”
“Stop.” I push her arm, laughing at her. “That’s not happening. He might have taken them, but I doubt it. I’m sure he was angry that I left. He admitted he wasn’t the one-night stand type, not since college.”
“Wow, you all did talk about everything.”
“We did. Now, the issue is that I can’t stop thinking about him. I remember every moment. It’s so bad that Grant busted me daydreaming earlier this week, and today was even worse. My dad called, and I was lost in thought, so I answered before checking to see who it was,” I grumble.
“How is Daddy Will?” she asks, waggling her eyebrows.
“No. Just no.”
“Come on, Bella, you know your dad’s hot.”
“Can we not, please?” I beg her.
“Fine. What did your father want?” she asks.
“He’s got this work thing again that he wants me to go to with him. He even said I could bring a friend or a date if I wanted to. I ended up telling him I wasn’t dating and that I was at Tabby’s wedding a couple of weeks ago. I gave him way more than I usually do.”
“Oh, he invited you last year, too, right?”
“He did.”
“When is it?”
Grabbing my phone, I pull up his message and hand it to her. She reads over the screen, and a slow smile tugs at her lips.
“We’re going to this. I’ll be your plus one.”
“What? No. No, we are not going. I don’t want to go and pretend to be the dutiful daughter to a man who left us.”
“We’ll be friendly, shake a few hands, smile, eat some good food, then post up and watch the eye candy.”
“Manda,” I groan.
“Please? For me? Besides, your dad’s been trying the best way he knows how to connect with you. I know you’re still angry with him, and I’d never tell you to forgive him, but he is your dad, and he’s trying. Even your mom said that you should have gone last year.”
“Ugh,” I groan because I know that she’s right. “Why do you want to go so badly?”
“The eye candy, of course.” She grins. “And I’d love to see my bestie be able to reconnect with her father.”
“I don’t want to go,” I whine.
“I’ll be there. We say hi, shake a few hands, and then we disappear into the crowd. Come on, it’ll be fun.”
“Fine, we’ll go.”
She grins as she opens up my phone, and her fingers fly across the screen. The whooshing sound of a message being sent hits me as she hands me my phone.
Me: Amanda and I will be there.
He replies immediately.
Sperm Donor: Really? Oh, sweetheart, I’m glad. I can’t wait to see you.
“Fuck my life,” I mutter, before grabbing another piece of pizza. I might as well eat my feelings.
Chapter Seven
Reid
The sun is shining bright, and there’s laughter going on all around me. I smile when I’m supposed to, join in on conversations when appropriate, but after four very long weeks, I’m still thinking about her.
About Bellamy.
My dream girl.
At first, I thought my need for her stemmed from her walking away, but it’s more than that. Of course, I knew that all along. She made me feel, and that’s not something anyone before her has ever done. I was only trying to convince myself otherwise. Side note: It didn’t work.
“How’d you convince Natasha to let you have our little buddy for today?” Knox asks Baker, holding Camden’s hands as he stands on wobbly legs, bouncing up and down on his knees.