My stomach turns over. He’ll take one look at me and know I’ve been up to no good.
“Can you hurry, please?” I whisper as I move closer to the wall in an attempt to make myself disappear.
“I’m coming. I’m coming right now. Don’t move.”
A laugh spills free.
Where the hell am I going to go?
Thankfully, whoever the voices belonged to disappear in the opposite direction, leaving me anxiously hopping from foot to foot as I wait for Parker to rescue me.
The handprint on my ass burns, and my pussy is deliciously tender. At least she’s happy she got another round.
I attempt to detangle my hair with my fingers, reliving one moment over and over.
Something in his eyes…changed.
He flipped me and shoved my face into the pillow.
And it wasn’t just dominance this time.
It was like he suddenly couldn’t bear to look at me.
I'm chewing my nail when Parker finally rounds the corner.
“Oh shit,” she gasps the moment our eyes connect, and her pace picks up.
The second she’s in front of me, she opens her arms to hug me.
“Please, just let me in,” I beg.
The longer I’m out here, the more chance I have of being seen, and I refuse for them to see me falling apart.
Parker nods and quickly taps her key to the pad before pushing the door open and allowing me to rush inside.
She doesn’t say anything until the door slams closed, but as soon as it does, she demands to know what’s happened.
My tears burn hotter, but I fight to keep them from falling.
He doesn’t deserve my tears.
It was a hookup.
No. It wasn’t. It was closure.
I laugh, and Parker frowns in concern. “Casey?”
I shake my head and look up at the ceiling, willing my tears to disappear.
“It was nothing,” I lie.
“Yeah, I’m not buying that. Try again.”
When I look at her, she’s staring at me with one brow lifted and her hands on her hips.
I sigh. “We hooked up. I left. But I must have left my key behind.”
She studies me closely, silently urging the words from my lips.
