Engaged to Mr. Wrong_A Sports Romance by Lilian Monroe

Author:Lilian Monroe [Monroe, Lilian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-03T05:00:00+00:00

After I’ve showered and changed into a hotel bathrobe, I slump down on the couch and turn on the TV. ‘The Bachelor is on, and I zone out as I watch a dozen women vying for one man’s attention.

I shake my head.

Not going to be me.

I’m never going to fight other women off just to be able to get a man to notice me. I should have known as soon as I met Elijah. He was always flirting with other women right in front of me, and then denying it.

But Jesse… he gave me his full attention. In the club, I could see all the women around us eyeing him. I could almost feel them sizing me up. He didn’t even seem to notice. He just wanted me.

I sigh, staring at my phone.

I can’t get involved with him. I need to do what I originally set out to do when I moved to Boston: take care of myself. Become my own person. I need to stop chasing men who are unavailable or unattainable. I need to stop trying to fill the void in my heart with anything except love for myself.

So, I take a deep breath. I unlock my phone and find Jesse’s number.

Farrah: Hey Jesse. I had a great time with you last night… and today. I wish things were different and that we’d met a couple years ago. I just can’t get involved with anyone right now. I’m sorry.

When I press send, it feels like my heart is being crushed. I close my eyes, blinking back tears. It only takes a few minutes for his reply to come through.

Jesse: Can’t get involved with ‘anyone’, or can’t get involved with me?

Farrah: Maybe both.

The three little dots appear and then disappear. My heart thumps. Have I made a mistake? I mean, I know I’ve made a mistake somewhere, but I just don’t know if the mistake was sleeping with him, or pushing him away.

Finally, he responds.

Jesse: I understand. No hard feelings.

Why is this so hard? Why does it feel like I’m breaking up with another man so soon after I broke up with my fiancé? It shouldn’t be this hard. I only spent one night with the guy!

My heart is racing. I stand up off the couch and run my fingers through my damp hair. I look at my phone and then toss it onto the coffee table, walking towards the bedroom. I strip off the bathrobe and curl into the covers in bed, squeezing my eyes shut and trying to sleep.

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