He cheated i chose two firefighters novel Chapter 181

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Chapter 181 I Think I’m Falling in Love

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I spend three days driving, one entire day at the cabin, and now–on my fifth day completely alone–I am so bored I can barely stand it. I should have said yes when Scar wants to come with me. I scrub and tidy every inch of this cabin even though it doesn’t actually need cleaning. I finish a really good book in six hours and stay awake until three in the morning.

Who would have thought reading about two serial killers–one woman and one man–and their unhinged behavior could be that fascinating? But I am NEVER eating cookies and

cream ice cream again, not ever. I can’t look at that flavor without remembering the “special ingredient” mentioned in that book.

I grab my phone and scroll through my messages. There is only one from Scar, telling me she gets my message and that she hopes I’m able to unwind and get my head straight. I adore that girl. I feel a small sting of disappointment when I don’t see anything from Dylan,

or from the two unknown numbers I now know belong to Logan and Clayton. I’m pretty sure

the one who calls me pumpkin is Clayton. He does say he loves pumpkin. Maybe they finally accept that what I tell Dylan is true. They have to find someone all three of them

actually want.

I let out a frustrated little scream and shake my head hard. Alright, babes–time to stop wallowing. I sit there for a moment, thinking through what I can do to cure this boredom. Then an idea snaps into place. I need to leave here before the snow begins, because once it starts, I’m going to be trapped here for a while.

I hop into the shower, dry my hair, and fluff it out so it sits in its natural texture. Then I use two clips and pin both sides back, making the sides sleek while the top stands up like a cute faux–hawk. I go heavy with my makeup–black winged liner, thick black mascara, glittery red shadow, and a bold red mouth.

After that, I stride out of the bathroom and head straight for my closet. I pull on black

pleather pants and a fire–engine red bustier that has my tits practically spilling over the top.

I slip on high heels that match the shade of my bustier exactly. I add gold hoop earrings

and a gold heart pendant that settles perfectly in my cleavage–Scar gives it to me for my birthday last year. When I open it, there’s a picture of us inside from our college graduation. I miss my best friend so much. And finally, I grab a short black jacket so I don’t freeze.

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I pick up a black clutch and tuck my ID, my debit card, and my lipstick inside. I’m taking myself out to dinner in Freeport, and then I’m going to the dance club I notice when I drive through town. I could use a couple of drinks and a little fun. Maybe I even meet some guy

for the night. They say the best way to get over one is to get under another, right?

Who am I fooling? There’s no real way to move past Dylan–or any of his brothers. Still, I

can definitely use something to take my mind off everything. By the time I finish getting

ready, it’s already eight o’clock, and it’s dark outside. I snatch my keys from the table near

the front door, step out, and lock the place up behind me.

About forty minutes later, I roll into town and pull into a parking spot in front of a place

called Brittany’s. It seems like a neighborhood bar that serves burgers. Perfect. A beer and a burger sound like exactly what I need to kick things off. The dance club is only two blocks

away, so when I’m finished here, I can just walk over.

I walk into Brittany’s and let a smile spread across my face. It’s the kind of bar you’d

expect. It’s filled with plenty of tables, a dance floor that’s not too big, a live band playing,

and a long bar that begins just a few feet from the entrance and stretches all the way

toward a back hallway.

Bright, glowing signs advertising different beer brands line the place, and while the front area is a little dim, the space near the band is brighter. The whole bar is packed and buzzing with energy. It’s exactly the kind of atmosphere I want to start my night. I slide up to the bar, notice two open seats near the center, and claim one for myself.

“Hey, pretty lady, what can I get for ya?” the older, rough–looking man behind the bar asks.

I grin big, and he returns it with eyes that sparkle as I say, “I’ll take a Coors in a bottle, and I saw on the sign outside that you’ve got a bacon burger with fries, please.”

“Oh ho, a lady who likes to eat–think I’m falling in love,” he says.

I let out a giggle, and he throws me a wink. He grabs my beer, and I twist around on my stool, taking in the dance floor and the band. Maybe I don’t even need to go to the dance club tonight. This place already has plenty going on. Men are dressed in jeans and t–shirts, women wear jeans with cute tops and high heels. Some guys are in suit pants with dress shirts, while others show up in overalls and flannel. A few women look dressed up like they’re going somewhere fancy, and others are relaxed in joggers and tennis shoes, paired with adorable crop tops. The mix of styles makes the crowd feel completely random in the

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best way. I’m really into it. I finish my first beer, and when I tip the empty bottle toward the bartender, he automatically grabs me another. He tells me his name is Rhys, and Brittany is his sister. She’s the one cooking in the back.

“So what’s a pretty little thing like you doing in here all by yourself?” he asks.

“Trying to fix a broken heart,” I tell him. I actually want him to know, because he makes me

feel at ease.

“Some asshole do you wrong?” he presses.

“No,” I say, shaking my head, “it’s more like I got my hopes up over something that didn’t

work out, and I let him go so he could find the woman who’s right for him.”

“Oh, honey, that’s real selfless,” Rhys says. “But just you wait- you’ve only been in here five

minutes, and I’ve already caught at least a dozen guys checking you out.”

I smile and say, “Maybe I should head to the bathroom and make sure I still look

presentable.”

He lets out a loud cackle and points down the long hallway, showing me where the

bathroom is. He promises he’ll save my seat, and he says my food should be ready by the

time I come back.

I use the bathroom–because that beer goes straight through me–and once I’m done, I wash my hands and study myself in the unforgiving bathroom lighting. Honestly, I look seriously sexy. My clothes show off every curve, my pants hug me so tightly they look painted on, my breasts look incredible, and my makeup is perfect.

“You’ve got this, girl,” I tell my reflection.

The bathroom door suddenly slams open, and I flinch. Three blonde girls stumble in, giggling like crazy.

“Sorry,” one of them says, “we’re just a little giddy. Three fine ass men just walked in, and they’re definitely not from around here. I’ve never seen them before.”

I stare at her for a second, then I smile and say, “Well, good luck–hope you catch one.”

“Oh, I plan to,” she replies, lifting her blonde hair and fluffing it like she’s preparing for battle. She’s gorgeous, and I don’t doubt for a second she’ll get exactly what she wants.

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I tell her goodbye and head back out. When I return to the bar, I glance around and realize

it’s even more crowded now. Then again, it is Friday night.

I settle back into my seat, and Rhys pulls a plate up from under the bar, setting it in front of me along with another ice–cold beer.

“Thank you, Rhys,” I say.

“You’re welcome, pretty girl,” he tells me. “Now eat up, and then get yourself out on that

dance floor.”

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