Chapter 25

She wanted space to breathe and calm down and wouldn’t let him see how much he messed her up by testing her that way. He was right; she would cave and hated herself for it.

“Better than being a liar.” He snorted, trying to hide the shake in his voice, and buried his hands in his hair to calm himself down when she slammed the bathroom door. He had never had the rug pulled out from under him that way by his own emotions before, and it rattled him. He closed his eyes and tried to count to ten, but an image he had long refused to recall popped into his mind’s eye and rendered him temporarily still.

“You can call me Alice. Like In Wonderland…” The sweet voice of the girl who had pulled his interest across the dancefloor drowned out every other noise around them. Her eyes twinkled in the soft lighting of chandeliers over their head.

“Well, Alice, will you dance with me? I made a bet with my friend over there that the most beautiful girl in the room would be in my arms to