Wild Nights With My Brother’s Ex-Best Friend novel Chapter 151

ROMAN

I find myself in yet another bar, and no, I didn’t have time to change.

Then again, it’s just Laura, and I’m not necessarily trying to impress her though that was the case a few years ago, when I met her during my last year of college.

“Wow,” Laura remarks for the hundredth time this evening, “you truly have changed your appearance a lot.

I’m digging the beard, Hayes.”

traise my brows to acknowledge what she said, but I don’t really care what she thinks. Not anymore.

Laura was the first girlfriend I had who came from a wealthy family. She introduced me to a lot of people who helped me get to where I am today, and though I’m grateful, I know deep down that she didn’t do me a favor.

I’m the one who got me here. If I didn’t have the ideas or the charisma to convince those people I had a dream worth investing in, I would’ve never gotten this far.

Still, she helped out. A lot.

We only broke up because she decided she had to tour around Africa and Asia to take pictures. Despite her family’s wealth and connections, Laura has always wanted to be a photographer. That’s what she does for a Living, and back then, she went as far as saying that it’swhat keeps her alive.

Her family has helped her out a lot. She has photographs that won awards. if she were a nobody, her photos would never have mattered, but that’s not the case with her.

I haven’t heard from her in years, and now, I’m curious to know why she came looking for me. Though we’ve been seated at this bar for four hours, we haven’t gotten to that. part yet.

“I think you should leave it on for the photo.”

I cut her look. “What photo?”

“The one I’ll take of you for my new exhibition,” she proclaims with a dimpled smile. That’s another thing about Laura that attracted me at first-Laura knows how to get her way. Being spoiled by her parents is probably the reason for this.

When she wants something, she gets it.

“And what exhibition might that be? You’re really going around in circles here.”

“Well, it’s about human emotion and how it affects people’s faces,” she claims. “I have a photo of you back when we dated in college, and looking at you now…the change in you is remarkable. But you know what hasn’t changed? That hunger you have in your eyes. That’s what I captured so well back then, and I want to do the same thing now.””If I let you.”

Laura smiles seductively. “If you’ll let me.”

“Well,” I say after draining my glass, “I don’t know about any of that. I’m a changed man. Don’t like the spotlight very much.”

“Come on. There are always articles about you. I was very sad to hear that your wife died in that horrible shootout.

That must have been…traumatic.”

I see the way she’s looking at me, and it makes me realize all at once that she probably thinks I’m mourning Carmen.

The thought is so ludicrous it almost makes me laugh.

Almost.

“Well. It happened. There’s nothing I can do about that.”

She searches my eyes. “You don’t sound as sorry as you look.”

“Who says I’m sorry because of her? We were in the middle of a divorce. She had someone else. That’s all there is to it.”

“Really? So, riddle me this: What does a man who already has everything hunger for?”

“Laura, you’re making this conversation uncomfortable.

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