Uncaring, Maria opened her front door, and with one last push, she had me out her door and stumbling into the hallway of her apartment complex.
"Here!" Maria threw my phone at my bare feet. "Call Lissa; maybe she'll take you in."
And with that, she slammed the door in my face.
Swearing, I saw a big crack down the screen.
Exhibit C.
Out of nowhere, a slow hand clap sounded behind me. Startled, I spun around and almost groaned in disbelief when I spotted who stood there. All the times I'd wished to bump into her at her apartment and didn't, it had to happen now. When I least wanted it to.
"Well, well, well, fuck-boy strikes again." Sofia lifted a sardonic brow at me, her tone mocking.
Sofia MacDonald.
The bane of my existence. And one of the reasons I kept finding myself back in New Haven.
Even now, with her hair scrapped back in a ponytail, no makeup, black jeans, and a red zipped-up puffer jacket...I felt the same stirring low in my groin that I did the first time I noticed her.
Far from feeling embarrassed, I lifted a smug smile at her when I noticed her gaze sweep my almost naked form. "Like what you see, sweetheart?" I waggled my brows at her. "Don't be shy; all you gotta do is ask nicely. I don't mind sharing."
"Yeah, apparently, best friends are your specialty," she scoffed.
The smile fell from my lips when I realized she had heard Maria's screeching.
Fuck, fuck,fuck.
A flush of embarrassment slashed my cheeks. Again, another annoying twitch of guilt sat heavy in my stomach.
Sofia rolled her eyes at me as she strolled past. "Tootles," she sang out, uncaring that I was practically buck naked in the hallway.
"Wait," I gritted out.
The last thing I wanted was for Sofia to see me like this. Fresh from another girl's bed, overhearing that I also fucked said girl's best friend, too...kicked out in a fury over a perceived betrayal.
But I was between a rock and a hard place at the moment.
Sofia turned to me, a look of impatience and disgust on her face. A flash of an image flitted through my head...a memory of bumping into her near the bathrooms last night. Telling her how beautiful she looked, making to stroke a hand down her cheek only to stop at the look of disgust on her face as Maria interrupted our moment, uncaring that I had come with another woman.
I cleared my throat; the guilt and discomfort felt alien to me. "Look, I'm kinda in a tough spot right now." I indicated my towel-covered body. "Please, Sofia, can you help me out?"
Chapter 5
Simon
Indecisionwaswrittenallover Sofia's face as her eyes swept my length again. My nipples hardened in the chilly hallway, and I fought back a shiver while I gave her my best hangdog face.
I knew what answer she wanted to give - a big fat 'hell, no.' But I also knew that her loyalty to Barron and Eden would ultimately win over.
If there was one thing I'd learned from watching Sofia, it was that she was feisty, opinionated, sexy, gorgeous, and probably dynamite in bed - but she was also protective to a fault when it came to her friends.
"Fine," she relented with a loud sigh while I fought to hide my grin of triumph. "But I'm meeting up with Ryan soon, so you have to be quick." She sounded like she would rather have her teeth pulled than help me.
"Who's Ryan?" I asked as I followed her ass with my eyes down the hallway.
Sofia abruptly stopped, turning around so quickly that I knew I had been caught red-handed staring at her ass.
"Seriously?" She huffed.
