Dare (In Safe Hands Book 2) by S.M. Shade

Author:S.M. Shade [Shade, S.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-10-20T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Ayda

“He did what?” Sadie demands. The water is out in her neighborhood, so she came to my apartment to shower.

“Lied and said he was going out of town, then fucked some other woman the night after me, where he knew I could hear it. I assume it was his way of letting me know our night didn’t mean anything. Not that I thought it did, but still.” I flop onto the couch.

“It was dick move,” she finishes.

“I’m done with him. It sucks because I really liked him, you know?” I peek up at my friend and I have to smile. She’s as pissed as I am.

“You can do so much better, girl.”

A snort comes out when I laugh. “Have you seen him?”

She joins me with a chuckle. “Yeah, why do the hottest ones always have to be assholes?”

“Or married.”

“Or gay,” she adds.

“Better to know now, I guess, before I got in too deep.”

Sadie hugs me. “I’m sorry. Just don’t let this keep you from trying again. You’ve been so much more outgoing since you met him.”

“I agreed to give private lessons at your sister’s school,” I tell her and her face lights up.

“Really? That’s awesome! I’m so proud of you.”

We’re interrupted by a knock at the door. Sadie looks through the peephole and whispers, “It’s him. Want me to tear him a new one?”

As tempting as that is, I have to fight my own battles. When he refuses to leave and threatens to wait me out, my anger boils over. I’m not taking any more shit from him. “Wait in the bedroom,” I tell Sadie. “I can handle this.”

She steps out of view, and he barges through the door when I open it. I leave it open, making it clear he isn’t coming past my foyer. I can’t believe the conversation that ensues. I expect him to apologize, claim he was drunk or something, but instead he says it wasn’t him. Seriously? That’s the best he has? I know you heard fucking and the girl scream my name, but it wasn’t me. It’s such an insult to my intelligence, I lose my temper, scream at him, and shove him out the door.

His last words ring in my head as Sadie rejoins me in the living room. “We’re not done, Ayda.”

I wish that were true, that things didn’t have to be this way, but I’m not sharing him with other women. “I’ve got to get to the dance school. Just lock up when you leave,” I tell Sadie, and escape to the solitude of my car.

The undercurrent of sadness and disappointment I feel is tempered with anger that helps propel me through the next few hours. Ryan performs the routine beautifully, and I’m confident he’s ready for the upcoming competition. The new student I’m working with isn’t enrolled in this competition, so we have plenty of time to get her ready for the next one that’s over a month away.

We choose her music and work out her strengths and weaknesses, so we’ll know what to work on, and I’ll know what to include in the routine.

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