Page 23 of Not So Happily Ever After (British Bad Boys)
She looks intrigued. “What’s happening next weekend?”
“I’ll be in Snowdonia.”
“Snowdonia? As inWales?” She sounds incredulous. “Why?”
“I’m meeting up with some mates from Uni.” I don’t want her thinking that’s code for spending the weekend getting hammered. “They own an adventure camp for kids.” I ignore the regret that stabs through my chest. Another couple of years in the family firm, that’s all, and then I’ll take my place as a full-time working partner at Oakland Camp instead of the sleeping status I have right now.
“Wow, really? That’s awesome.”
“It’s good. I try and get up there every month.”
“I didn’t know that.” She pinches her lips together, and I stare, fascinated, as she lets out a long breath. “I just mean it never occurred to me you’d hang out in the wilds of Wales that often.”
Not often enough.
“I like the change of scene.”
“I didn’t think you could live without your weekend clubbing.”
“Hey, you don’t know everything about me.”
“That’s for sure.” She smiles, and it’s so damn hard not to take her hand and to hell with the fallout. “A weekend in Wales sounds…perfect, really.”
I’ve no idea if she’s serious or not, but I can’t get the image of her in Wales, with me, out of my head.
Don’t fucking ask her. And not because she might sayno. It’s because a whole weekend with her will test my self-control to its limits.
But I’ve always enjoyed living dangerously.
“Come with me. It’ll be fun.”
Chapter Seven
Mackenzie
What the bloody hell possessed me to say yes?
I finish changing the oil in Dad’s car and wipe my hands on a rag. It’s been eighteen hours since I breezily said “sure, why not?” to Will’s question before I had the chance to remember all the reasons why I should just sayno.
So now he’s picking me up on Friday morning for a long weekend in the Welsh mountains, where he’s promised me a day of canoeing. We’d no sooner made that arrangement than we were swept back into the party, so there was no getting out of it.
I don’t want to get out of it.
I’m an adult. I can handle being with him for a weekend. It’s not like we’re going to be on our own. His Uni mates are there.
It’s no big deal.
Why am I making it one, then?
You know why.
Luckily, I’m saved from having an argument with myself as my phone rings.
It’s from…Jake?
When he put me on speed dial while I was with him in the hospital, I didn’t think much of it. Definitely didn’t believe he’d ever use it.
To be honest, I didn’t think much about it at all. Mostly I was trying not to make a total idiot of myself in front of Will.
