Page 95 of Without Fault


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“Whatdate?”

“Dinner.” I slip my shirt on and rush for new underwear.

“With whom?”

“You don’t know him.” When my pants are on, I keep my back to him and sit to put my sneakers on. I don’t know why, because I’m used to his asshole attitude, but I haven’t been on the receiving end of it in awhile,so his words sting just a bit.

“You don’t know who I know.”

“You don’t know him. Trust me.” When I turn around Liam is still undressed and tries to say something, but someone knocks on my door before he gets to. I glance over at the door and go still.

“Get dressed!” I whisper, and Liam literally stands there. Naked.

“That's your date?”

“Most likely, yes. Please put clothes on and go to the bathroom or something.”

“I’m not hiding in the fuckin–”

“Shh!”

“Donotshush me.”

Killian knocks again, and I quickly grab Liam's clothes before shoving them into his arms.

“Please get dressed.” I glance over at the door. “Coming!”

“You were coming on my dick a couple of minutes ago, too-”

I cover Liam's mouth, and I swear I feel him smirking.

“Get. Dre–”

“Sage, open the damn door! This is burning my hands.”

“Angie?” I push Liam out of what her line of sight would be when I open the door, then answer it, and Angie is staring back at me with a covered plate. “Angie, hey. What’s up?”

“I was instructed by your pain in the ass brother to check on you and bring you food.”

“Oh, my goodness. Sire really called you?” I take the plate from her as I shake my head at how ridiculous that man is.

“Yes, and he wants me to check on you all night, so I’ll be back.”

“Angie, you do not–”

“I was already planning on it, so don’t even try to tell me not to.”

When I let out a sigh, she sends me a knowing look, but then pity washes over her and I feel bad all over again.

“Have you spoken to her?”

I shake my head and glance down at the floor. “She keeps calling, but I muted her. I have nothing to say to her.”

“Good.”

My eyes meet my agent’s, and she nods approvingly.

“You’re too nice for your own good, Sage. Don’t let her guilt trip you, and donotforgive her. I’ve been telling you for years now that I felt like she’s been secretly hating on you.”