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Nan

Men pissedfrom me, but it was never reallythem more than a hter of a rock star" and "et theazine

This left me with little to no respect for the ard, and that was my brother, Rush He had always been there for ing bitch to his wife, Blaire But now that I was over h for rew up and foughta fantastic job of it, but I wasn’t doing too badly, either I was s In my oay

My phone vibrated in my hand, and I looked down to see Major’s face on the screen This was eous and almost too sweet for me--I usually liked at least a little bit of dra too perfect was the fact that he was a player He loved woht I was too stupid to know that when he wasn’t withskills weren’t as foolproof as he thought I could tell by the way he responded to my texts if he ith so with this reality pretty well, but it was getting harder to keep my heart in check and not fall for his pretty-boy charh I kneas nothing ?

This was the kind of text I usually got when he was alone and bored At first, I had thought he was genuinely interested in the answer, but after noticing how often the words hey sweetie and babe flashed across the screen of his phone ere together, I knew that was all bullshit

All hearted, pretty ones

I didn’t trust men, but unfortunately, I needed them in my life I wished I weren’t always so needy for affection and attention, but I was I hated that aboutharder to do that Watching Rush abandon his playboy ways for the right wo his best friend--and my onetime fuck buddy--Grant Carter, turn into the perfect man for his wife, Harlow, hadn’t been easy I wasn’t a Blaire or a Harlow I didn’t inspirethat hurt deeply, but it was so, and feelings of inadequacy can make a person hateful Bitter A monster

That’s exactly what I didn’t want to beconore Major, I kneouldn’t Replying to hiive me attention, and then I could pretend for a s for uy would change for

Just waking up, I replied, as I sat up in bed

The text bubble that always popped up when so showed up on the screen, andHe was alone He was thinking abouthonest here

Sleepyhead What tiht?

The better question would be what tiht pm, and I had too much pride ever to text or call him first His last text had been distracted, and I assumed he ith someone else

Late, was my simple response The truth was, I had sat onseason three of Gossip Girl and eating popcorn that I would have to run off thisup late?

That kind of question always annoyedbecause he knew I’d give hiht-up ask hiet part of the truth--usually the part that didn’t involve another girl

Watching TV I didn’t feel like lying to o that Major didn’t do jealous where I was concerned, which so I always forgave him for, just because he was so damn nice

Gossip Girl or Grey’s Anato about s for ood, he texted, with a winky face He was the only guy I kneho used eht it eird, but I expected it now It was just Major being Major He could s acceptable that normally weren’t sexy

Lunch today? Maybe Japanese?

He loved Japanese food

And I was afraid, maybe just a little, that I loved hi I could never be certain if Nan was pissed at me Did she have a reason to be? Not really We weren’t exclusive, and I’d reminded her a few tiet any ideas But I didn’t know if that really irl like Nan

The wo at hed and was easy to be with I didn’t worry aboutthat would ruin the night I also didn’t have to worry about not being able to walk away the next day With Nan, I was stuck until this job was over I had to keep her happy Fucking her and walking aasn’t an option