Wild Nights With My Brother’s Ex-Best Friend novel Chapter 127

NICOLE

I step out of the shower and find Roman waiting for me. He’s sitting on the edge of the bed with a towel around his waist-he showered in the other room-and as soon as he sees me, he stands up.

He’s definitely calmer than he was before we got to the penthouse. I can even say that I see a whole lot of remorse written all over his face.

Yes, he should feel ashamed of his behavior as of late.

I don’t even recognize him anymore.

“Could we talk?”

“If you’re going to tell me the truth of what’s really happening to you, Roman, then sure. Otherwise, forget about it.”

He closes the distance separating us in a few strides. “Nikki…l don’t know how else to tell you that it’s the same old bullshit that’s plaguing me. Nothing more, nothing less. I’ve got problems, yes, but they’re not significant enough for me to share with you.”

I turn my head to the side, not sure if I believe him or not. He cups my cheek in his hand and forces me to look into his eyes. “Tell me you believe me.”

“I don’t.”

A beat of silence passes, then, “What can I do to reassure you? You know I’d do anything, Nikki.”

I search his eyes. God, now I’m confused. Is he telling the truth or not?

Am I exaggerating? I don’t know anything anymore, but he’s definitely convincing me. His arms go around me and he pulls me toward his hard body. “Please, baby. I hate it when we’re fighting like this.”

“But you’re acting weird, Roman.”

“I promise you that whatever it could’ve been is solved now, okay?

We’re good. I don’t want you to worry about a thing.”Finally, after an eternity, I nod, and his smile is so bright that I find myself smiling, too. I kiss him back fervently, savoring the taste of his lips and the fresh scent of his shower gel. I can’t resist him, and when I do, it’s never for long.

***

Roman drives me back to the place where | left my car parked along the road, which is outside the lawyer’s building. He turns in his seat to face me fully, and smiles. “You’re sure you’ll be okay?”

“Yeah. I am. I’ll call you when I can.”

“Ill call you.”

“Suit yourself.”

He presses his lips to mine in a brief kiss. “When I see you again, I want to know exactly what you were doing here with Sebastian. Will you tell me?”

“If I feel like it,” I joke before getting out of the car. Though I feel better about the fact that we’ve reconciled, I still have this feeling like things aren’t exactly the way they should be.

I don’t know. Maybe it’s paranoia.

I drive to Mason’s apartment. I’ve had a hell of a day so far and I’m ready to get into bed and sleep. But on my way there, my phone rings so loudly that my heart skips a beat and I already know it’s something. bad before I close my hand around it.

It’s The Bruiser.

Since the day we met at that restaurant, I haven’t had word from him and I was almost starting to think that he was determined to leave me alone. Apparently, I’m wrong. I answer the call after letting out a sigh he doesn’t hear.

“Nicole. It’s your father.”

Please never repeat that sentence again.

“Why? I’m your father, aren’t I? Look, I’m calling to find out whether oc not you’re going to show up at the gala.”

“I already gave you my answer.”

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