The Games We Play Vol. 3 (Riley Grayson) - Plot & Excerpts
Hilary asked. Ali nodded and took another swig of vodka straight from the bottle. She winced at the burn as it slid down the back of her throat. It was Thursday. Four full days since she’d learned the truth about her dad. Five days since her date with Riley. At this point, she wasn’t sure which upset her more: her lying father or her lying fuck buddy. She took another drink. Riley was way more than a fuck buddy. Or she wanted him to be anyway. Yup. Lack of Riley hurt worse right now than a lack of a biological father. Hard liquor was the only thing that could help her forget. She supposed she could call Riley and find solace in his bed, but doing so would be playing into this image of being something she wasn’t willing to be, and that was not what she wanted. She wasn’t going to be like her mother and let a guy screw around on her. She was stronger than that. “Okay, that’s enough.”
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