Enzo’s POV
“Please, don’t be mad…” Connie said, approaching me with sorrow in her eyes.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing right now.
How the hell was she here?
“Why are you here, Connie?” I asked in a growl, trying not to let my anger consume me.
“Because, Enzo, you are my best friend and I hate how we left things. I wish things weren’t so messy between us. It’s all because we let our feelings get in the way of our friendship and had sex. I wish I could take that night back…”
Let our feelings get in the way? What the hell was she talking about?
That night was still a blur to me.
“I don’t even remember what happened that night,” I told her, narrowing my eyes at her.
“Because you were drunk. I didn’t realize how drunk you were until the next morning. I was a little drunk too, but I still remember what happened. You told me that you always liked me and wanted more for us. I should have known you weren’t serious…”
Had I really said that?
No. I wouldn’t have said something like that to Connie. She’s always been like a sister to me. We grew up together. There was nothing more to our relationship other than friendship.
However, even the friendship aspect of our relationship I was beginning to question.
“I have no feelings for you like that, Connie—”
“I understand that now,” she said quickly, stopping me mid-sentence. “I’m sorry for the misunderstanding. I came here to try to revive our friendship. I don’t want it to get tossed away like that.”
There was a part of me that didn’t trust her. But another part of me remembered all the good times we had together. We grew up together and it would be a shame if the friendship evaporated.
“Where are you staying?” I found myself asking.
“At the resort,” she answered. “I got my own room and everything.”
There was silence for a moment longer before she asked, “Is there any way we can pretend nothing happened between us?”
I thought about it for a moment; I still wanted to figure out why I couldn’t remember anything from that night. The only explanation I could think of was that maybe some of the drugs that Bethany had used somehow made their way into both cups.
But then why wouldn’t it affect me until much later?
Connie stared at me with her pleading eyes, and it tugged at my heart. She was still that naive girl that I knew so well. The same girl that helped me care for my mother for all those years. The same one that my mother thinks of as the daughter she never had.
“We can pretend that nothing happened,” I finally answered. “But I need you to be nice to Lila. I don’t want any issues between the two of you.”
“I promise, I will treat her like family. She is your mate after all,” Connie chuckled. “I bet you two are having quite the fun times while you are so far away from home.”
“I’ll admit, it’s been nice,” I said to her.
We began walking back to the resort slowly.
“But the relationship can’t leave Monstro. Once we return home, we will have to pretend that nothing happened,” I continued. “It’s for her own safety.”
“And yours,” Connie pointed out. “You could lose your job and reputation if anyone found out you were having a relationship with your student. Despite her being your mate, it’s still frowned upon to pursue anything.”
“I’m aware,” I said in return. “Don’t worry; I’ll be careful.”
“I hope so, Enzo…”
…
Lila’s POV
Ouch.
My head hurt so bad. I don’t think I’ve ever felt like this before.
I lifted my head to see the faint lighting of the sunrise beaming through the closed window curtains. It was early in the morning, that much was clear.
I don’t remember much of last night other than some of that concert and then drinking beer. Then, everything became blurry.
I certainly don’t remember getting back to the suite; but somehow, I made it back safely. I also wondered if Enzo had seen me drunk. I felt humiliated at the very thought.
I grabbed my phone and frowned when I saw that Em had texted me several times.
“I hope you made it back safely. Text me so I know you are okay.”
“Kinda worried about you. Did your hottie get you back to your room okay?”
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