Lovestruck: A Romantic Comedy Standalone by Lila Monroe

Author:Lila Monroe [Monroe, Lila]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lila Monroe Books
Published: 2017-04-28T16:00:00+00:00

The game ends one round later with me sinking the eight ball. “Let’s even things out,” I say, graciously. “Brad, join the ranks of the shirtless.”

Brooke rubs her eyes, looking tired enough for me to hope that we’re finally putting an end to group activities for the day. I peek at Will, who’s leaning casually against the wall in his boxers and socks and nothing else. That itch really needs scratching now. I’ve been simmering on the verge of boiling over for the last ten minutes.

But Lulu, still in a slip and everything beneath, sets her hands on her hips. “I think we’ve got enough on for another game.” Brooke and Maggie assemble at her side with what looks like resignation.

Hell, no. I am drawing the line right here.

I stretch my arms over my head in a pose I’m sure gives Will plenty to stoke his fire while I yawn dramatically. “You know, I am beat. I won that first game for women everywhere. You’ll have to excuse me—I’m turning in for the night now.”

Lulu makes a disappointed noise, but Brooke says, “Of course, of course. Don’t wear yourself out!” with a smile that’s a little too knowing. I glower at her for a second before I pull my dress back on.

“Have fun!” I call out to everyone as I hurry for the door.

As soon as I’m out of view, I fish my phone out of my purse. Get yourself to my room ASAP, I text to Will. Clothing optional.

I’ve just reached my door when my alert goes off. On my way.

It’s happening. It’s happening now. After what’s essentially been four days of foreplay, I can’t imagine being more ready.

Inside the room, I discard my clothes so fast you’d think they literally were on fire. Then I sprawl out on the bed, arranging my limbs and rearranging them as I try to decide what makes the most tempting pose. My pulse skitters in my chest.

It’s just Will, I remind myself. He’s just a guy. The guy I’ve been lusting after since college, sure, but still. No man is that different when faced with a naked woman laying in eager wait.

Just as my arm is starting to cramp from holding my torso at just the right angle, voices carry from the hall outside my door.

“Will! Are you looking for Trevor and the others? The last I heard they were headed for the bar.”

It’s Mrs. Tanner. And then Mr. Tanner. Right outside my room. “I’m glad we’re not cramping the younger generation’s style. You should have the best time you can without us old fogies around.”

Will must be standing farther away, because I can’t make out what he says in return, other than his tone sounds gracious. Their voices fade as, I guess, Brooke’s parents insist on accompanying him back to the elevators. I drop my head into my hand. Oh, fuck me now. Literally. Come on, already.

I slip off the bed and grab my bathrobe, wondering if there’s some way I can intervene.

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