The weekend at the Keys turned out to be more enjoyable than I had expected. James was a man of his word and took my mind far from the things I had been troubled about, and as he did, I could find a blissful relief from Chad and Tally’s presence.
My mind swirled with the things he had done to me and the way he made me feel.
The man really was a work of art, and I doubted any other could match his skill set.
“Becca… are you even listening to me?” Tally’s voice called out, pulling me from the raunchy thoughts that plagued my mind.
“Hmm? Oh, yeah. Sorry, just super tired still from the trip.”
Staring at me, she paused for a moment. “I find that hard to believe considering you stayed holed up in your room the entire time. I’m glad you got over that stomach bug, though.”
There it was… the lie.
I had lied to her the next morning after sleeping with James. She had come to me, and asked me where I had been, and telling her I was seasick was the only thing I could come up with.
