Sweet Revenge by Cate Masters

Author:Cate Masters [Masters, Cate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: A 1Night Stand Story
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Published: 2013-09-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

In the darkness of the back seat, Zoe’s mind raced, searching for some trace of what he meant. Ty Hardin, fitness god, was the Tyson Hardin from high school? Unbelievable.

All those years ago. They had been different people, totally. Yes, she’d humiliated him, but also herself. The cliché cheerleader dating the football captain. What a joke. Her boyfriend was the loser, not Ty. Sweet Tyson, the only guy who had the balls not to put her on a pedestal. The way he used to call her Golden Girl, she knew her act didn’t fool him. He saw through her, the only one who could.

And you betrayed him.

She’d put that night out of her mind. Tried to forget everything about it. The old Zoe treated people like dirt, even the one boy who challenged her to be better.

Oh God. She must have hurt him so terribly. Never did she imagine he’d left school because of her.

Wow. Tyson Hardin. She’d never thought she’d see him again. Yes, some classmates teased him about his weight. But look how he’d turned it around. Shed all those pounds, exercised until he’d gotten into amazing shape. Profited from it, too. He lived the good life, surrounded himself with expensive things.

But had he really carried all that anger inside for so long? Against her? It brought goose bumps to her skin, mostly from missing his warmth.

The driver halted the taxi outside her condo. She fished in her handbag for money and handed it over the back of the seat. “Keep the change.”

Someone should get something out of tonight. Long ago, she’d trained herself to find some small bit of good in even the worst situations.

The stone in the walkway bit into her bare feet. She unlocked the condo and stepped inside, glad to be home. Maybe she’d find some peace. She hoped he would, too. Eventually. First, she’d have to stop trying to reconcile the incredible experience he’d given her with the venom he spewed afterward. The complete sense of connectedness with the way he pushed her away, lashed out against her. She’d torture herself if she spent too much time wondering. Wishing it hadn’t happened. Maybe if she wrote him a long note of apology, he’d forgive her. Would any words be enough to comfort him? God, she couldn’t imagine how deeply he must have suffered. All because of her.

A long zip relieved her of the dress, and she jogged upstairs for comfy clothes—yoga pants and a T-shirt.

Back in the front room, her mom and dad smiled from the photo on the shelf. In passing, she stopped to lift it. “Wish you were here. I could use a hug.” She replaced it and continued to the kitchen. Wine would have to suffice, for now. In a big freaking glass.

Music would help. She plugged her phone into the powerful mini-speakers and launched Pandora. Ah yes—Bonnie Raitt. Her gravelly-velvet voice always eased Zoe’s tension.

Some candles might help relax her, too. She lit a few around the front room, plopped onto her sectional, and took a deep breath.

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