Page 64 of Promise Me

I purse my lips to keep from smiling.

That’s sweet.

God, why is he so cute? How did I miss this side of him all these years?

“All right. Thank you. But also, you suck.” I move into the apartment and sit on the couch where he’d been sitting. He takes his seat again and mutes the TV.

“What else did you learn? Maybe I’ll know a piece of that, too.”

I bark out a laugh. “Okay, so can you tell me why I haven’t had sex in more than a year?”

His expression turns stony. “Was it that prick who owns those hotel chains that I kicked out of my bar?”

I gasp. “Hudson! I think so. Brooke said some rich asshole. It has to be one and the same.”

Hudson chuckles.

I smack his arm. “Why did you kick him out?”

“Because he slept with you and was bragging about it.”

I lean back to take him in.

He clears his throat quickly.

“So you defended me?”

He nods.

“Even though we did nothing but fight?”

“Fighting or not, Sadie, you deserve to be respected.”

I smile so wide my cheeks hurt.

“What?” he groans.

“You’ve closet liked me all these years, haven't you?”

“No,” he says quickly and unmutes the TV.

“Admit it. Yes.”

He shakes his head again, but a small smile touches his lips.

“That’s enough talking for tonight.”

I open my mouth to say more, but then close it. Of all the comebacks I could have said, the one I want to say most takes me by surprise.

If he doesn’t want me to talk anymore, maybe he could kiss me to shut me up.

Oh wow, I really do love enemies-to-lovers.

I let out a bubble of laughter at my own thoughts.

Hudson eyes me curiously.

If only he knew.

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