I shoot him an unimpressed stare. “What are we, twelve?”
“At first, I thought it was a mirage, but judging from the stunned expressions from the reporters and photographers, I know I wasn’t the only one who witnessed that miracle.”
“Manning two businesses isn’t enough for you? You have time to be a fucking poet?”
“Keep lying to yourself, Romeo.”
Chapter 21
Speaking of puck bunnies
Harley
Istroll around, taking in the grandeur of The Hudson Lounge.
I needed to distance myself from the force of nature that is Kazimir Lindström more than I needed a bathroom break.
I twist my lips to the side, guilt resurging.
I shouldn’t have snapped at him after walking the red carpet, but his‘my girl’comment threw me off. I’ve never been any man’s girl. I’ve been a booty call, a hookup, a fling, a good time, and a friend with benefits. The few men I’ve been with who said they were interested in dating, omitted to be forthcoming about the fact they were interested in dating more than one woman at the same time.
Lowlifes.
I head toward the floor-to-ceiling windows adjacent to the glass door leading to the waterfront-facing outdoor terrace. Even if it wasn’t this late in the day and I wanted to catch a peek of the infamous 360 degree sweeping view, it would be impossible to see the Hudson River considering how packed the deck is. Well-to-do gala attendees are toasting one another,laughing, engaged in animated conversation––all looking like they belong. Unlike me.
I bet the view is something else.
I’ll have to come back?—
Ha. Unless there’s another event where Kaz needs a fake girlfriend, there’s no way I’m coming back here. I have no business rubbing elbows with these people.
After a few minutes of me standing there as the outsider I am, it dawns on me.
Kaz is going to think I ditched him.
I set my stride toward the blue bar, but freeze.
I’ll go to the bathroom after all.
After taking care of business, washing my hands, touching up my makeup, and reapplying my red lipstick, I head back outside.
My phone vibrates in my clutch.
I pull it out.
SDILF
Did you walk back to my carriage house in Brooklyn Heights to go to the bathroom?
Harley
Har. Har. Funny. I got sidetracked by the terrace.
SDILF
Are you going to hang out up there? If so, I can come and join you. It’s a beautiful view at night.
Harley
