Getting Tricky by Scarlett Finn

Author:Scarlett Finn [Finn, Scarlett]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SFinn
Published: 2017-08-21T16:00:00+00:00

SEVENTEEN

It took too long to get rid of the crew.

Trick wanted to kick them out the minute Lyla slammed the bedroom door, but they lingered. They kept on filming for quite a while, probably trying to catch Lyla coming back out of the bedroom.

She didn’t.

Good.

He didn’t want her to.

He wanted her to stay in there. Safe away from the lens that scrutinized them. But he’d never felt like this, so hollow and sick and disgusted. It was difficult to push her at the best of times, now he’d just pledged to be a decent guy and he’d gone and done… that.

Lying in the dark on his back on the couch, he covered his eyes with the back of his wrist. He probably wouldn’t be getting much sleep, he just wished he knew that she was sleeping. If she was sleeping, she was relaxed, and there was a chance she didn’t hate him.

A small chance.

A tiny one.

Paul had spoken about setting up a static camera in the room, luckily, they hadn’t brought any because no one had assumed that the couple would be getting it on. The couple being first on that list.

Lyla hadn’t eaten. She hadn’t gotten her shower either. She’d been locked up in that bedroom for two hours.

Paul and the others eventually left after he assured them he’d call with any developments or if there was a chance of sex. He wouldn’t. But it didn’t take much to persuade them that Lyla was pissed.

She usually pushed away from him and often squealed his name with outrage, but she never threw any comments at him, not like she had tonight.

Trick couldn’t help but replay the words in his mind. Had she meant them for the show, or had they been for him? If he’d hurt her, really hurt her, he’d never forgive himself. He just wouldn’t. He wouldn’t even argue if she wanted to dump his ass and split, he’d deserve it.

When the bedroom door opened, he didn’t move. If she needed the bathroom or wanted to go for a shower, he wasn’t going to start up with her. The woman deserved some breathing space and that meant he’d live with his own torment and give her peace.

“Trick,” she murmured.

His arm slid away from his head, but with him on his back on the couch, they couldn’t actually see each other. “Yeah?”

“Come to bed.”

What?

Sitting upright, he looked over the back of the couch, but she was already gone. The bedroom door was open but vacant. Had he just dreamed that? Leaping up from the couch, Trick wasn’t about to take the risk that it hadn’t been real.

Rushing to the bedroom, he saw her there, sitting up in the middle of the bed, scooting over to the opposite side as she pulled the covers back on the empty side. “Babe?” he asked, staying near the door in case she decided to throw something at him.

“Come to bed,” she said, sliding down beneath the comforter to rest her head on her folded hands on the pillow.

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