The Complete Series: Just for Him, Book 4 by Talia Hibbert

Author:Talia Hibbert [Hibbert, Talia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nixon House

Chapter Eighteen

Lizzie sank into the soft embrace of her room’s double bed with a sigh. A tiny pillow fell from its grand arrangement to land on her face. She didn’t bother brushing it off.

Its presence helped with her wallowing.

She’d never felt so low in her life. Not when she was twelve, and she’d accidentally told seven-year-old Yen that Santa wasn’t real. Not when she’d broken up with her first boyfriend and he’d cried. Fuck, not even when she’d said those awful things to Ellen.

She dug her nails into the palms of her hands, trying to chase away the memories of Isaac. His kindness, his understanding, the aching intensity of his gaze. It had been hours since their lunch date; hours since she'd pushed him away for what felt like the hundredth time. He'd let her go when the meal was over, but she almost wished that he hadn't. She almost wished he'd push.

He never would.

He wasn't the man she'd believed him to be. And when Lizzie had agreed to all this, as much as she'd despised the subterfuge, it hadn't been a difficult choice. Her brother, or a stranger with a bad reputation? No contest. Except he wasn't a stranger anymore. And Lizzie was starting to realise that, despite all she'd been raised to believe, reputations didn't mean a damned thing.

Full of anxious energy, Lizzie sat, pushing the pillow off her face. Moping was a waste of time. She should be glad that things were turning out this way, that he was opening up to her. Soon, she'd find the perfect moment, and she'd get the information she so desperately needed. And then this would all be over. And he would never forgive her.

Restless, Lizzie unlocked her phone. She needed to talk to someone—but there was no-one left.

Olu was miles away, further in spirit than he'd ever been in body. Yen soaked up other people’s moods like a sponge; if Lizzie called the younger woman now, they’d both end up in pieces over something or other. And Ellen… She’d ruined everything with Ellen.

But then she remembered Isaac’s words. If you’re sorry, you should tell her. Even if it’s not enough.

Biting her lip, Lizzie decided he was right. It was past time to apologise.

She pulled her suitcase out of the wardrobe and unzipped it, rifling through the few things she hadn’t unpacked. At the bottom was her laptop and charger, as yet unused; she’d been strangely busy on this trip, despite not being busy at all.

Manipulating men took serious energy. Who knew?

A pathetic voice in her head argued that it wasn't manipulation. That voice was a liar. Because whether Lizzie wanted to or not, enjoyed it or not, she knew what she was doing. She would get close to Isaac, she would learn his secrets, and she would use them against him.

That was the bottom line.

Lizzie unlocked her laptop and pulled up Facebook, typing Ellen’s name into the search bar. Her friend’s familiar, smiling face came into view, along with a cover photo of what looked like half the corps, grinning in their leotards.

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