Ew... I Slept With My 'Bro' For 3 Years?! Well, GO HELL, F*ckboy novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7

1 realized Liam was killer at closing deals.

He always ran the room.

Tonight’s client? I’d been chasing them for three months straight.

No matter what I tried, their rep wouldn’t give an inch.

Soon as we sat down, Liam got straight to business. Laid it all out. Got shut down immediately.

But he didn’t miss a beat. Just steered the conversation, played hardball when he needed to, dialed up the charm when it mattered-and

somehow locked it down.

Watching him work-totally unfazed, totally in control-it was attractive as hell.

I wasn’t gonna lie to myself about that.

But I’d been burned. I wasn’t about to put myself out there again.

On the drive back, he circled back to it.

“Last time I gave you a ride was Christmas. You were still pretty torn up over someone. You past that now?”

I figured he was just making conversation.

I shrugged. “That’s over. Ancient history.”

He smiled a little. “So you’re open to seeing someone?”

I went still,

He said it like he was asking if I was free for lunch. Totally casual.

I shifted. “You trying to set me up with someone?”

He chuckled. “Nah. I’m throwing my own name in the hat.”

My brain lagged.

“Wait-what?”

Eyes still on the road. Voice easy. “I’m saying I want to take you out.”

I wasn’t ready for another relationship.

Maybe I never would be,

Maybe I didn’t want a guy in my life again. At all.

I gave it to him straight. “I’m not really there yet.”

He just nodded. Didn’t look fazed. “That’s fair.”

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Chapter 7

I thought he’d laugh it off. Say he was half joking,

Instead: “Then I’ll wait. Take your time.”

He pulled up outside my building,

I thought I spotted someone familiar by the entrance.

Summer heat stuck to everything,

I climbed out, said thanks to Liam-

Then Grayson appeared and yanked me aside.

Felt like a rerun.

I stared. “How’d you even know I was here?”

He wouldn’t meet my eyes. “I asked your mom.”

I was too tired for this. I’d had drinks at dinner. My head was still forry.

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