I told him all about Maddie and our history together, and how this arrangement with Victoria would destroy her. Even explained how I’ve tried to stay away from Maddie but our connection continues to bring us together. And how this will undoubtedly put a stop to everything.
Liam
Not exactly. I’ll text or call after the Fourth of July to give an update when Victoria is gone. Hopefully neither woman has murdered me in my sleep by then.
Tyler
I got your back, man. Just say the word if you need me to put out a hit for a sassy, uptight queen bee.
Liam
You sound like the mob…
Tyler
I’m way smarter
I chuckle, then delete our messages to be safe. Having one person to vent to about all this crazy bullshit helps keep me sane, but it doesn’t change anything. Life still fucking sucks and so does being Victoria’s peasant.
While she’s showering, I hear car doors slam outside. I go to my window and see Sophie, Mason, and Maddie.
“Fuck,” I whisper when I see Maddie’s jaw locked tight. The woman is scary when she’s mad, but Sophie might have her beat. Someone climbs the stairs, and moments later, Sophie’s barging into my room wearing a scowl with no regard to what I could’ve been doing in here.
“What the hell, Liam? What do you think you’re doing?” She walks forward and pushes me with all her weight.
I take a step back. “What? What’d I do?”
She narrows her eyes at me. “I don’t believe this for one fucking minute,” she whisper-hisses. “You’re not fooling anyone, especially not me.”
If she can see through it, can everyone else? I’m determined to squash her suspicions. “It’s so hard to believe that I’ve fallen in love and found the woman who makes me happy?” I snap at her. “That’s pretty fucked up, Soph. Even for you.”
She grinds her teeth and snarls. “You’re an asshole.”
I roll my eyes at her lousy retort. “Haven’t been called that one before, sweetheart.”
Her mouth falls open. “It’s like I don’t even know you anymore, Liam. One minute, you’re flirting with my sister, kissing and leading her on, and then you’re flying back and forth to Vegas, driving a luxury car, and now you’re married to some woman you’ve never mentioned.” She blows out a frustrated breath, flailing her arms in the air. “It’s not adding up.”
The door cracks open, then Victoria walks in with a towel around her head and one wrapped around her body. “Hey,what’s going on?” she asks sweetly. Then she turns. “Sophie, right?”
Sophie smiles at her, being as polite as ever, though she was ready to rip off my head seconds ago. “Yep,” Sophie responds between gritted teeth.
“Missed you, sweetie,” I tell Victoria. She saunters over, then pulls my head down to kiss her. She puts on a show by shoving her tongue down my throat and moans.
“Missed you too,” Victoria says breathlessly, then turns back to Sophie. “Oh, I’m sorry. How rude of me. It’s just so hard not to kiss this hunk of a man.”
I resist the urge to roll my eyes.
Sophie studies Victoria from head to toe.
“I’ll let you get changed,” Sophie murmurs, but when her eyes meet mine, they tell me I’m a dead man. She can get in line because there’s a list of people ahead of her who’d love to kill me first.
When the door clicks closed, Victoria smirks. “She doesn’t believe it, does she?”
I shake my head. “Nope.”
“Then I guess we’ll have a lot of convincing to do,” she singsongs, dropping her towel and revealing her perfect slim body. They’re all downstairs right now, probably discussing how much bullshit this marriage is.
Victoria wraps her arms around my neck and presses her mouth to mine. “Fuck me. Loud enough for your friends to hear.”