The Man my Daughter Chose

ing I felt w

like my skull had been cracked open and some

ched in a very, very long time. I shifted, and that's when I noticed it - the warmth of bare skin agai

snappe

ve. Dim morning light filtered through curtains I didn't recognize. A

to compute. But then the flashe

s hands over my hips, his teeth against my skin. The way he'd laughed when I told

I

I

y go

wice, ignoring the stab of pain in my head

was crumpled on the floor, and I snatched it up,

e was awake now, propped on one elbow, watching me with a lazy kind of satisfaction that made my blood boil. Dark hair tous

ist

x-foot-something

," I said coolly, s

t." His smirk deepened. "Actually, if I rem

voice against my ear, that same teasing lilt as

rned at th

's the good thing about one-night stands.

In fact, he looked entirely too pleas

ce cool and steady. No hesit

on didn't fade, but something

lazily and

was. His chest, back and arms were covered in artistic spidery tattoos whi

ag over my shoulder. My tone was polite, detached -

ling over me - the perfect picture of composure, already back in my dress, hair falling over one should

nore

as a lapse in judgment. And now it's over. So let's

, he had to ruin it. "Shame," he murmured, his voice like smoke and sin. "You didn't seem so eager for it

entlemen, is why y

ed. "I liked you reckless." "Then it's a good thing you won't have to se

til next time, Doctor." I didn't bother looking back. Didn't le

dn't be a

the inside because there was a little pi

t drunk and do the very same

.. Last night was the most al

mean I was going

d a barrage of messages. Ignor

l she hears wh

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o a felony. "You did what?!!" she whisper-s

natching a pair of heels from her hands

my room where Alina lay snuggled comfortably

xpect me to 'lower my voice.' You-" she pointed an

from strangling you wit

laug

ch, Mrs. I Don't Do Reckless, Mrs. My Life Is Too Per

, pulling a dress from my close

said gleefully, holding the dress up to her

hy don't you wear this anymore?" I snat

d dragged me to that party-" "You looked hot," she interrupt

into that." "Because you never let loose!" Zara c

were being a bad influence." "A succes

You got wild! You-" "Just...stop. Stop talking," I pinched the bridg

g another of my dress and a bag on hers

as hot. You wouldn't have broken a six-year d

ioned. She blinked at us, suspiciously

ing to k

" I said, perfectly calm. "G

ht," I said firmly, shooting Zara a look that promised violen

she was, she ju

ramatically, clutching a handbag to he

scarf at

metimes" I rolled my eyes a

m my hangover. The headache was

mmaging through my shoe collection lik

leave anything behind." I froze. Her eyes w

ly did." "

wasn't panicking. Not outwardly, anyway. But my brain was already run

G

"If that man texts you like, 'Hey, you f

leave my

? Earring? Dignity? S

ore throwing a big pillow str

. "How I wish that

rd." Alina sighed and

ad a big night, Al