Bosshole (Billionaire Boss Girl Book 2) by Ann Grech

Author:Ann Grech [Grech, Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-08-23T16:00:00+00:00

Fifteen

Zali

I

was tired and sore after a long day and night. Every one of my muscles ached from dancing and three rounds of epic sex. I’d be an idiot to complain about the non-stop orgasms; my blood was still thrumming, and a delicious tingle danced over my skin whenever the silk of my jumpsuit brushed my nipples or my cunt. That wasn’t my problem.

It was the headache. The thump of the music from the DJ’s set was still reverberating around my skull, and I was overthinking things. Hard.

It was a combination of everything. All of it was circling around my head in a confusing cyclone of what-ifs and whys.

The night had started innocently enough. Cara asked Flynn and me out for drinks in class. She had free drinks vouchers at a pub on the river. Ry, Flynn, and I had gone, but Flynn had also mentioned it to Tristan on the sly, telling him to accidentally run into us. Tristan had asked Ezra out to talk, and after Flynn and I had danced nonstop for hours, putting on a show for both of them, it made for an uncomfortably hard night. Ezra’s self-control had snapped, and he’d caved, taking out his lust-fuelled frustration on my willing body until I could barely stand.

When he’d left this morning, he’d said he couldn’t have anything further to do with me, with us. Then he’d followed Tristan to the pub. He’d been standoffish at first, but after our argument, I’d almost walked out. The only reason I hadn’t was Cara. Tristan had bought a round, giving me a couple of shots of whiskey and Ezra a few more. It had gone straight to my head, but Ezra was just tipsy enough to lower his guard.

He’d allowed Tristan to touch him while we’d been sitting together listening to Cara and Ry talk. It killed Tristan every time he’d flinched, every time he’d moved away, but the alcohol loosened him up. It relaxed him to the point where he was happy and handsy. Tristan had practically sobbed with relief, holding him like he was the most precious thing he’d ever laid eyes on, while looking at me with an apology in his eyes.

Tristan was dropping Ezra off and I knew he’d come to us the moment he could. It was unfair to force him to choose. So I wouldn’t. But it tore me apart to know that we couldn’t have everything. Tristan wanted Ezra with a soul-deep yearning. Ezra did too. But as ridiculous as it sounded, Ezra was more stubborn than Tristan. He needed to let go of all the shit going on in his head before he would take what was being freely given.

It was obvious how much they loved each other from the way they’d come together that morning. Then, at the pub when Ezra forgot why he couldn’t be with us, the shy smiles he’d shot us and the way he leaned into Tristan’s touch was adorable. I still hated him, but maybe I could forgive him if he could make Tristan happy.

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