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Chapter 33

Sanya
I
couldn’t do it. I had it all planned out. I was going to help him with the last
items, present him with the “I hope you remember me” box and tell him
goodbye forever. I didn’t factor in my pull to Henri. I didn’t plan for the bone-
melting kiss, the concern and sadness in his amber eyes, or the look of defeat etched
on his handsome face. An OG would have said bye and walked out like a boss. I
couldn’t do it. He hasn’t done anything wrong. Henri played by the rules. He was
the model roommate and a good friend. Plus, he gave me months of the best
orgasms I’ve ever experienced from anyone. At what point was he the bad guy? He
wasn’t; he isn’t.
My stupid feelings are the true assholes in this. They attached to him like

hungry piranhas. They fed off his niceness. His sexiness. His joviality. They made
me feel when I wasn’t supposed to. They made me pull away and confuse him.
They’d created a scenario that he’d never offered. I am the ass in this. And, I saw
the consequence of my actions in full force when he’d crumbled on the couch. It
broke my heart; it shattered me. New plan. I’ll just be honest. I will just tell him I
need space to get my emotions under control, after giving us one last night of hot
sex.
Tonight, I look like a party girl. Tala’s birthday party is at a club. She insists
that I be there. Says it won’t be fun without me.
Translation: I’m amused by your party girl antics. Honestly, it’s just what
Henri and I need. Some drunken fun. I have on red stiletto pumps because I don’t
plan on dancing long. My main goal is to be visual seduction for Henri. I have on
a short, black rompera lace little number I fell in love with at the mall. In case you