Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

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I grabbed Wayne's collar and yanked him down, locking eyes with him as I slurred, "Hayden, you finally showed up... You jerk. What took you so long?"

His face hardened, and his grip on my wrist tightened. "Rea, you're drunk. I'm not Hayden."

"No, you are Hayden," I said, tracing the curve of his brow with my finger. "You've changed. You don't love me anymore... You left me..."

If there's one thing men can't stand, it's being someone else's substitute. And for Wayne, who'd always had feelings for me? My words were like twisting a knife straight into his heart.

Pain shot through my shoulder as he pinched it, giving me a small shake. "Look at me. Who am I?"

I stared at him for a beat, then let my lips quiver as I broke into full-on sobbing.

"Hayden, you're such a jerk!" I wailed, tears streaming. "You're the worst! Why are you bullying me?"

clockwork, Wayne's grip on my

of reacting, he just sighed, bent down, and scooped me up bridal-style. Without a word, he carried me right out of the private room. The moment we hit the hallway, Cole materialized, smirking. "One bottle

to keep from cursing him out.

Fortunately, I'd come prepared.

called after him. "Don't

was definitely more going on between them than

at the back of my mind,

never been to before-not some sprawling estate, but sleek,

couch, his stare

selling the whole passed-out act. Dead weight, no

my skin, sending an icy shiver down my spine. When his lips brushed against the edge of

impulsively or force anything. If he'd wanted that, he wouldn't have waited this long. No, this was him testing me-checking if I

like I thought, he lingered, hovering close, but he didn't go further. When I didn't budge, he finally straightened up and moved

The penthouse was sharp and minimalist, almost identical to his house in Houston. Same

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