“You know what I mean.”
She motioned her champagne flute at Harper. “Her family is ridiculously rich. Her brother is on the football team. I bet she came down from New York to see him play.”
Thanks to Mollie, I had a probable explanation for what the hell Leo was doing out of New York. As I continued staring at him, the most surreal feeling came over me. It felt like I was standing outside myself and watching some other woman’s world shatter.
Fuck, this was such a nightmare. I must’ve done something truly terrible to deserve this level of karmic retribution. How cruel was it that I’d come out tonight to forget Leo, only to see him? The only mercy was that he was so far from me, along with the muted lights in my area, that he couldn’t possibly notice me.
“That guy she’s with is soooo hawt,” Mollie remarked while fanning herself.
“Yeah, he is,” I replied in a whisper.
“They make one hell of a power couple. I mean, not only are they hot, but they’re so fucking rich.”
With my throat constricting with emotion, I knew I had to get out of there. The last thing I needed was to cause a scene by sobbing like a drunk coed. “I..I need some air,” I muttered before whirling away.
“Just text me,” Mollie called.
Unfortunately, the mansion was like a maze. Every time I thought I got to an exit, it was either blocked off or it didn’t lead to the outside. When I finally did make it outside, I found a DJ and a massive crowd dancing.
Although I’d run away from Leo, his presence seemed to be everywhere. It overwhelmed me. I wanted nothing more than to rid myself of him.
That’s when I made a decision.
I would find someone to make me forget Leo.
Of course, I didn’t really have a clue how to do that. Although I’d bravely instigated sex with Marco, he’d really always been in charge. Even with Leo on the dance floor, he’d been the one who approached me. All I had to do was follow along. As I wovethrough the crowd, I might as well have been a virgin for all my swagger.
A small part of me thought a broken heart was more to blame than anything. I’d wanted Marco for me. I’d wanted the mystery man on the dance floor for me.
But I wanted this for Leo.
After two more drinks for courage, a tall, broad shouldered man approached me. He had an All American boy look with sandy blonde hair and blue eyes.
“You are the hottest fucking woman at this party,” he said in a low voice.
“Thanks.”
“Wanna dance?”
“Absolutely,” I replied, sounding more confident than I felt.
As soon as I experienced the way he danced, I knew I’d found my replacement for the night. After several dances that bordered on being indecent, his mouth came to the shell of my ear.
“Wanna go somewhere more private?”
This was it. The moment I followed through on leaving Leo in the past. Overwhelmed with emotion, I merely nodded my head.
With a grin, he took my hand. After we came back into the house, I followed him clumsily up the winding staircase that looked like something out ofGone with the Wind.
He must’ve been at the mansion before because he knew exactly where to take me. After picking a bedroom, he led me inside.
As we stood in front of the bed, he cocked his head at me. “What do you want, beautiful?”
Staring at him through eyes glassy with tears, I replied, “I want to forget.”
He flashed me a sexy smile before pushing me down onto the mattress. “Don’t worry. You won’t even remember his name once my tongue and cock are inside you.”
And despite his talents that drew out two orgasms from my body, my mind and heart still only remembered Leo.