Forbidden Love (Venture Capitalist Book 1) by Ainsley St Claire

Author:Ainsley St Claire [St Claire, Ainsley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Loisir Publishing
Published: 2018-03-01T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

Dillon

It could be Monday, Thursday, or Saturday. I don’t know, and I’m not sure I care. I have no real memories from last night beyond going out with some new friends and drinking Irish whiskey. I don’t know how much time I lost in the darkness, or what took place.

As I come out of the fog, I see that I’m on my bed. The lights are low. Sheets are wrapped around my ankles, soft and cool against my skin. Some girl I’ve never seen before is on top of me and we’re having sex.

How did I get here?

Wait. Can this be right? I’m having sex, and I’ve never seen her before. It’s as if the universe dropped me into someone else’s body. But I seem to be enjoying it. I’m making all the right sounds, at least.

She collapses beside me and weaves her legs through mine. I wonder if I should be worried right now, but I’m not scared.

The girl is cute and has an okay figure. “You really know how to wear a girl out,” she says, breathing hard. It seems unfair that she should know me and I don’t know her, but I’m unsure of how to ask her name.

“I should go,” she tells me as she snuggles in closer.

I don’t know what to say, so I stay with the stranger in the shadows of my bedroom, looking out onto The City. As she lies in the crook of my arm, I have so many questions, the loudest of which is How did I get home?

I sleep, though not soundly. Someone’s pounding on my front door. My building has a doorman; how did anyone get up?

Glancing at my bedside clock, I see it’s after ten. There’s daylight, so I guess it’s morning. I leave the woman in my bed and walk to the front door.

Mason’s face is strained, and I can tell he’s angry, but I don’t give a fuck. “What do you want?” I demand.

“It’s about time you answered the door.”

Turning the television to Sports Center and grabbing a bottle of water from my fridge, I walk by him and sit on the couch. “I’m busy. Go away.”

He fists his hands at his sides until they’re white. “Are you going to waste your leave getting blackout drunk?”

“What do you care? Go home, Mason. Leave me alone.”

“Dillon, you’re my best friend. We want you back at the office. We need you. Everything’s going to shit.”

“I already know you and Cameron wanted me gone. It was the girls who talked you into the leave. Go the fuck away.”

“You’re right. Emerson and Sarah came up with the idea of the leave, but it didn’t take a lot of talking us into offering the time off to you. Pull your head out of your ass. I know losing your dad sucks—I lost mine when I was seventeen—but you’ve got to pull it together. You’re going to lose your business, and some people—Cameron, Sara, Emerson, and me—may not be here for you if you can’t figure it out.

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