Wild Nights With My Brother's Ex-Best Friend novel Chapter 73

NICOLE

Words can't describe how anxious I am.

The closer it gets to six o'clock, the worse I feel. My stomach is twisted into tiny knots that can't be undone even when I tell myself I won't go to meet him.

I know I will.

I just want to know what he has to say about Haley, and then I'll be able to decide from there. Granted, I can't expect much from a liar. Roman has proven to me time and time again that he's untrustworthy.

I could be making a mistake.

I've already decided that I'll go, though, and nothing will stop me.

After this? It's truly over. I won't speak to him again.

The meeting is supposed to be right before dinner, so I'll have to find a way to excuse myself from Sebastian's presence to go there. Then again, I don't know why I'm bothering because it won't be so difficult.

We didn't exactly reconcile last night.

We didn't even talk about any of it.

Now that I know where he stands, it's impossible for me to bring anything up when I know what the outcome will be. Sebastian is very attached to his family.

What he wants is for all of us to get along.

That won't happen, though, because nobody apart from his mother interacts with me, and whenever she and I talk, it always ends in disaster.

I'm tired of this. So damn tired that it feels like an anchor is tied around my waist every time I try to think about it all. I'm going nowhere with this.

I have to get ready to meet with Roman for the last time.

I'm opting for a simple black dress—yes, the only decent one I own—to dinner. I specifically chose this one because of the design and the color. Since I'll be meeting with Roman, I don't want him to think for a second that I'm dressing to impress him.

I have twenty minutes left to go, and I was hoping that Sebastian would show up earlier so I could, on the way to the restaurant, tell him that I'm heading back to the room to get something.

I don't want him to wonder where I'm going and there's no possible way of me telling him about Roman.

Staying here and waiting is filling me up with anxiety, though, so I leave the room and head to the place where we can talk. It's supposed to be near one of the upper decks. I make my way there, my heart practically beating out of my chest.

I can't believe I'm doing this.

I've decided to show up a little earlier than the agreed time, so I'm shocked to see him standing close to the railings while staring at the ocean.

I must make a sound because Roman snaps his head in my direction. Something inside of me drops all the way to my feet.

Again, this is a bad idea.

I close the distance between us. He says as I approach, "Thank you for coming, Nikki."

Dammit. Him and this nickname. "You know why I'm here, so stop beating around the bush, Roman! You told me you have proof that Haley...let's just get this done with it."

I wish I were more in control of my emotions right now, but that's almost impossible to do around this man. Roman stares at me for a long time, so long that I start to assume that he doesn't have anything for me and this whole thing was just meant to trap me in some way.

But then he starts pulling out his phone from his pocket slowly, eyes never leaving mine, and moments later, after tapping away at the screen, he hands the phone to me.

I hesitate. "What is this?"

"Your proof, Nikki."

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