LILA'S POV
It was a quiet Sunday afternoon, and I was curled up in my bedroom, lost in the pages of a new book I bought yesterday.
My headphones were on, drowning the world out with country music.
Today was blissfully free of work, and I welcomed the chance to unwind.
Still, my thoughts kept wandering back to him—Alexander Devereaux.
The way his body felt pressed against mine, the heat of his hand caressing my legs.
I groaned, shaking my head to dispel the memory.
"Get a grip, Lila," I muttered, refocusing on the book. But no matter how hard I tried, the image of him refused to leave my mind.
Suddenly, my phone rang, the music cutting off as the screen lit up. I glanced at the name—Scarlett!
A grin spread across my face as I answered the call.
"Scarletttttt! I missed youuu!" I squealed into the phone, already excited.
"Hi, girlfriend! Miss you too!" her voice chimed back with that infectious energy.
"What's up?" I asked, sitting up on my bed.
"I just wanted to inform you that I'm in the city right now," she said, sounding all too casual.
"Shut up! Really? Here in LA?" I nearly jumped off the bed.
"Yes! I was hoping we could meet up!" she said, laughter in her voice.
"Of course! Text me where, and I'll get ready and head over," I replied, already planning my outfit in my head.
"Okay! See you soon. Bye!"
"Bye!" I hung up, my heart doing a little happy dance.
My best friend, in the city, to see me! I looked over at Misty, my cat, who was lounging lazily in her bed in the corner of the room.
"Misty, Scarlett's here!" I said excitedly, though Misty barely lifted her head to acknowledge me.
Instead, she let out a half-hearted meow and promptly went back to sleep.
I chuckled and shook my head.
Oh Misty, what am I going to do with you.
A surge of excitement coursed through me.
It had been ages since I'd seen Scarlett, and the thought of catching up with my best friend was just what I needed to distract myself from the chaotic whirlwind that had become my life over the past few weeks.
I tossed my book onto the bedside table and jumped up from my cozy spot on the bed.
"Time to get ready!" I exclaimed, already rifling through my closet for something that would impress.
I settled on a flowy sundress that hugged my curves just right—perfect for a casual outing with my best friend.
After a quick shower, I styled my hair into loose waves, letting it fall effortlessly around my shoulders. A swipe of lip gloss and I was good to go.
Glancing at the clock, I noticed I had about thirty minutes before Scarlett's arrival.
"Let's see if I can whip up something quick," I muttered, heading to the kitchen.
I opened the fridge and spotted some fresh fruit, grabbing strawberries and blueberries along with a carton of yogurt.
As I mixed everything together in a bowl, my mind wandered back to Alexander.
YOU ARE READING
Breaking The Wall
RomanceBook #1 of DEVEREAUX SERIES. ~~~~~ "You're playing a dangerous game, Lila," he said, his fingers still resting at the small of my back, the unspoken tension between us thicker than ever. "I'm not the one breaking the rules, sir," I replied, my voice...
