Free Seducing My Best Friend (Fated #3) by Hazel Kelly Page B

You’re better than this.”
     
    “So are you,” she said, taking another step. “We
both are. We’re better together.”
     
    “What is this really about?” I asked. “You need
money or something?”
     
    “No,” she said. “You want me to tell you what I
want?”
     
    “Yeah, like five minutes ago.”
     
    She tilted her head at me. “I want you back.”
     
    “Not happening.”
     
    “I want to have the dirtiest, raunchiest, roughest
make up sex we’ve ever had, and then I want everything to go back to how it
used to be.”
     
    “Not going to happen,” I said. “But thanks for
stopping by.”
     
    “Come on, Aiden,” she said, pulling the shirt open
so her tits were less than an arms’ reach away. “Don’t you miss this?”
     
    “I don’t know how to tell you this,” I said. “But
I don’t miss anything about you at all.”
     
    Her lips fell apart.
     
    “And as far as this-” I gestured to her naked body
in front of me. “Well, you’re a beautiful girl, but you’re too skinny.”
     
    She gasped and pulled the shirt closed around her.
“How dare you! You know how sensitive I am about that!”
     
    “I hope someday you can forgive me for my honesty.
Now give me my keys and get out.”
     
    “That’s not fair! You have no good reason to throw
away what we have.”
     
    “Actually, I have more than eight good reasons.”
     
    “Eight?”
     
    “Yeah, eight, the number of times you cheated on
me in the last two months of our relationship.”
     
    “So I made a mistake.”
     
    I rolled my eyes.
     
    “But at least I can admit it. At least I’m not a
hypocrite.”
     
    “What are you talking about?”
     
    “I found another woman’s panties in your bedroom.”
     
    “Fuck. How long have you been here?”
     
    “You want to tell me what that’s about?”
     
    “I think the panties speak for themselves.”
     
    “So you admit you cheated on me, too?”
     
    “I see what you’re trying to do here, but I was
never unfaithful to you while we were together.”
     
    “But you’ve been unfaithful since then.”
     
    I shook my head. “Whatever. You’re right. I’ve
been cheating on you since we broke up.” I couldn’t help but laugh.
     
    “It’s not funny.”
     
    “It is from where I’m standing.”
     
    “Here’s what I propose-”
     
    “That you leave and don’t come back?”
     
    “No.” She took a deep breath through her nose.
“That we call it even and start again with a clean slate.”
     
    I put my hands on her shoulders. “It means a lot
to me that you want to give this another chance. Unfortunately I don’t.”
     
    “But-”
     
    “Remember the last time we talked? How you said I
was too nice? That it was so easy to cheat on me? Do you really think I should
give you another chance after you said that stuff?”
     
    “But I love you.”
     
    “Well, if I thought your words meant something,
I’d be flattered. Now if you would kindly give me my key and my shirt.”
     
    “Will you at least think about it?”
     
    “No.”
     
    “I’m going to take that as a maybe.”
     
    “Don’t.”
     
    “Say maybe or I won’t leave.”
     
    “Maybe,” I said.
     
    She smiled, held up my key, and put it on the
counter.
     
    I snatched it and finished my thought. “Maybe I’ll
have amnesia and forget what a selfish, unfeeling bitch you are. Then maybe I’ll
take you back.”
     
    Her jaw dropped.
     
    “But don’t count on it.”
     
    She crossed her arms and fumed as I walked to the
door and opened it.
     
    “Hey close that! I’m not even dressed!”
     
    I closed it and started to count. “10…9…8…”
     
    She took my shirt off, threw it over the chair,
and walked over to her crumpled dress on the couch.
     
    “7…6…5…”
     
    She slipped it over her head, smoothed it down,
and grabbed her purse.
     
    “4…3…2…”
     
    She stopped in front of me. “You have my number,”
she said softly.
     
    “Can I give you some